#and why the hell did *I* buy a mirror for my room while I'm at it

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why the hell did my boss put a wall mirror in the break room

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A/N: I'm sorry for taking ages to write your request!! @basicsofdying , I hope you enjoy it though 🤍.

Katsuki Bakugo and Denki Kaminari asking about tampons [ Requested ].

Katsuki Bakugo:

• You were too shy to ask Bakugo to bring you tampons and some snacks since you were dating for only a couple of months.

• You were struggling with period cramps to be able to go buy them yourself.

• But you had no choice, except texting him.

{ Hey Katsuki, could be please buy me tampons? my stomach hurts and I can't leave the house }

{ What's wrong with your stomach? you okay? and what the hell is a tampon? }

• You would literally facepalm.

{ Just go to the pharmacy and tell them that you need tampons...please hurry }

• He rushed back home, carrying a big bag full of snacks and tampon of course.

• “stay in bed I'll make you some tea”

• Would bring you your favorite tea in your favorite mug and helps you drink it.

• “Here your t-tampons..” he stuttered “ didn't know they were used for p-period...that idiot working there made fun of me cuz I thought they were cotton earplugs” he said sulking.

• You chuckled at his cute reaction.

• “ H-how do you use them anyway?” he

asked, his face reddening

• “Well they absorb the blood down there

so..” you answered shyly.

• “WAIT...Uhm aren't you a virgin?”

• “yes, and?”

• “Wouldn't they make you.. you know ...lose your Virginity?”

• You bursted into laugher, he was cute while being all curious and confused about girly stuff.

• “Nah..It doesn't.. why'd you ask?” you said wiping the tears from all that laughing.

• He would scratch his neck in embarrassment.

• “it's because...I want to be the one... to, you know.. take your virginity, you idiot ... AND NOT A STUPID TAMPON”

• He was like a lost puppy asking stupid questions, but it made you laugh a lot and did ease your pain.

Denki Kaminari:

• You were be in the bathroom and called for Denki to bring you a tampon since your period suddenly started.

•“Denki can you bring me a tampon?”

• “Bring you what??”

• “Euuh that thing on top of my shelf next to my shampoo bottle”

• Respecting your privacy, he opened the door slightly, enough for him to throw you the tampon without stepping into the bathroom.

• After putting it, you rejoined your boyfriend in your room, only to find him sticking a tampon in his nose while looking at the mirror.

• You looked at him in disbelief, then started laughing uncontrollably.

• “Baby what are you doing?” you asked.

• “How do you use this thing?” he asked confusedly.

• “Well it's for when my period starts..I use it down there” you said pointing down.

• His eyes would winden.

• “WHAT” he yelled making you flinch “D-does it hurt?”

• “Um a bit only for the first time”

• He forced you to sit on your bed while bombarding you with stupid questions.

•“Does it make you horny?”

• “WHAT?NO”

• “When about when you start moving.. does it make you moan? what if you were in public??”

• You would roll your eyes chuckling.

• Would shove some tampons in his bag.

• “Hey why are you taking my tampons?” you asked raising an eyebrow.

• “They look practical, since they absorb, I'll take some to use them in case I have a nose bleed during a fight"

[ddejavvu]

Sugar daddy!Steve Harrington... except he’s actually just a massive simp who has a crush on you, and doesn’t even realise you two are already dating, that you like him back. Whenever you eye something up though in a shop his heart just goes !!! Because he’s like “you like that? Here! No no on me! Of course, bab- uhhh, of course! Here ya go! It probably didn’t wanna go home by- with anyone else anyway.” He’s actually such a flustered mess around you, and buying you gifts makes him so so happy! Plus he’s got the money for it. You actually might think he’ll faint when you sneak him into the changing room with him. Especially when you inform him you two are actually dating. Did he not realise this was literally a date? You asked him out and he said yes a week ago. You’re putting on a dress he’s buying for you in this cramped changing room, of course you two are togeth- oh you’re gonna have to catch him he’s going down

One thing that you've learned about Steve since the start of your relationship is that he's very respectful. Hell, he hasn't even tried to kiss you yet, but he showers you in whatever pretty things you lay your eyes on. You're not sure if he thinks he has to buy your love, but you think he'll kiss you when he's ready, and you're not complaining about the gifts in the meantime.

You're hoping he kisses you now, though. You're topless in a cramped dressing room, about to slip on a lacy bralette. You'll almost be a little offended if he doesn't kiss you.

It doesn't look like it'll happen anytime soon, though. He's pink-cheeked and staring at his shoes, hunched over so that your body isn't even in his peripheral.

"Steve," You wrestle with the clasp of the bralette in the back, wishing it was a slip-on instead, "Can you help me?"

"Uh- yeah!" He nods cheerily, even if he doesn't raise his head to look at you, "Whatcha need?"

"It won't clasp," You lament, "Can you do it for me?"

He freezes.

"Oh," He mumbles, daring to glance up at your face, and only your face in the mirror, eyes starting at the ceiling and trailing down until he catches your eyes just to be safe, "Are you sure you're okay with that?"

"Of course," You gush, watching curiously as he stands, carefully reaching for each side of the bralette on his way up, "You're my boyfriend, Stevie, you're allowed to touch me."

There's no warning before he trips, shoe jammed hastily into place instead of carefully trod on. He tries so hard not to kick your own foot that he rams his into the side of the dressing room, and falls forwards into your back. If you're being honest, you'd have thought he would kiss you before burying his face in your naked back, but again, you aren't complaining. There's something exciting about being jammed against the wall of a dressing room by your boyfriend.

"Sorry, sorry!" He splutters, his face hot against your skin as he tries tearing himself away from you. He doesn't get far in the small space, though, hovering behind you with his hands against the wall to keep his weight off of you.

"It's okay," You start, more nervous than you are upset, "Are you-?"

"You said boyfriend?" He cuts in, eyes wide as they stare into yours through the mirror to your left. "Are we- am I... we're dating? I'm your boyfriend?"

"Stevie," You gush, turning around even though it's difficult in the small space. You cup his burning cheeks, angling his face to yours, "You didn't think we were? This whole time?"

"No. No!" He shakes his head, his hair flopping over his eyes at the vigorous gesture, "'Cause- I mean, you never asked, or- or said anything about dating, and I just-"

"Steve," You repeat, scolding now, "I asked you out last week! And today! Why do you think we're in a dressing room together while I try on lingerie?"

"That's why I wasn't looking!" He whisper-shouts, conscious of the other dressing rooms around you, "I- I didn't wanna creep on you!"

"Steve," You seem to be a broken record, but the repeated calls of his name make his heart soar. You've got a dreamy grin on your face and when you lean in to press your pink-glossed lips to his cheek he thinks he'll die, "You're so sweet. We're dating, you're my boyfriend. That is," Your face dims slightly, "If you want to be my boyfriend?"

"Yeah," He breathes, glancing over at the mirror to see his cheek, stamped with a pretty pink kiss mark, "Yeah, I really want to be your boyfriend."

[lovelytsunoda]

heart too hot to hold | clement novalak

summary: staying at campus over thanksgiving wasn’t her first choice, but it was a hell of a lot better than a $800 round trip flight back home. over that one week while the campus was empty, she meets clement novalak and a rag-tag group of other holdovers who teach her valuable lessons about life and love

or, yn gets her breakfast club moment

pairing: college!clement novalak x college!reader

warnings: its basically the breakfast club lmao if they all chose to be there instead of being sent there against their will (if romance is not like what andrew and allison had i dont want it, i could go on for hours about how that was the most pure relationship in that movie), this is going to be a long one guys, implied smut at the end but it's not written out.

dedicated to my partner in clement related crime, @httpiastri

the campus felt different with nobody on it.

she stood by the fireplace in the second-floor common room, watching the last few cars leave campus. her own inexpensive second-hand car stayed in its reserved spot, the lot almost empty around it. her parking pass dangled from the mirror behind her yankee candle air freshener to mask the old-person smell that seemed to permeate the mazda when she bought it.

its not that she didn't want to go home for reading week. she really did. she missed her parents and she missed her house, but she simply did not have the budget to buy peak plane tickets to go one province over. if she wasn't scared of her car falling apart before she got there, she was willing to make the six hour drive over the quebec-ontario border, but she just did not care enough.

and that's why she made the decision to stay on campus and take a longer break for christmas. she passed from the fireplace to the kitchen, a mug in hand and a hot cocoa packet tucked into her back pocket. the lack of kitchen in the individual rooms made cooking her own meals quite hard, so she was looking forward to having the second floor kitchen all to herself.

her phone was connected to the common room chromecast, and she was enjoying being able to hear music she actually liked echo around the room.

"mind if i borrow the stove?"

the voice from behind made her jump, hot milk spilling over the counter. she cursed under her breath, reaching to turn off the obnoxiously loud music.

"i didn't realize anybody else was still here. i expected to be the only one." she'd heard most of her floor leave that morning, and watched all the parking lots on campus slowly empty. nobody else should have been there. "go ahead, i was just about done anyways."

the boy nodded, his floppy hair falling around his face. he was wearing a sweatshirt and baggy jeans, a small coffee stain on the collar. "i'm clement, i live on the third floor."

"y/n. second." she said, a little unsure as she wiped up the counter. "you're not going home?"

"nah. i'd never get any work done if i did. i'm too busy."

she snorted, taking a sip of her drink "i'm too poor. a round trip was about $800 for a flight that's just under an hour and a half. i would rather go home for christmas."

clement smiled at her softly. "i get that. do you want anything to eat? it would be a shame just to cook for one."

she peered at his stunning eyes through the fringe that fell over his face. paired with his pleading grin, it was as if the man was giving her the human equivalent of puppy dog eyes.

"yeah, what the hell. but i pick the movie. are you familiar with st. elmo's fire? i watch it every fall."

clement made a face. "never heard of it."

her jaw dropped. "you've never heard of st. elmo's fire? rob lowe, ally sheedy, emilio estevez, andrew mccarthy, demi moore and judd nelson?"

"none of those words mean anything to me."

"it's the movie that made the brat pack!" she shouted. "you have to see it, let me go grab the dvd. don't stop cooking while i'm gone!"

as she started down the hall, she heard clement shout behind her "you still have dvd's?"

"there's a dvd player in every room, almost makes it worth the crappy tv quality."

when she came back, the common room was full of the smell of fried beef, a pot of spaghetti on the stove. clement had taken his sweater off, now sporting a muscle top with the under armour logo over his heart. she paused for a moment, blinking before she walked over to him.

he was hot!

he had even topped up her mug with extra warm milk and some whipped cream. a cutting board next to the stove had a can of tinned tomatoes and a pile of chopped carrots.

"i see someone fancies himself a chef."

"yeah, its a bit of a hobby." he shrugged, a devlish smile on his face. "i'd offer you wine but it's considered contraband and i didn't want my ra confiscating my merlot, so i drank it all."

if this was the breakfast club, she couldn't figure out if he was more john bender or andrew clark. he had bender's devilish charm, but andy's reserved humor. he had a bit of a bad boy streak, but he wasn't a total dick (every time she watches the breakfast club, she becomes more aware of the fact that she would have punched john bender in his smug face already), in fact, clement seemed quite sweet.

there was a knock on the kitchen wall just then, both parties turning to face the newcomer. she was quiet, dressed in a matching sweatsuit and cubic earrings.

"room for one more? i can pay you." her voice was soft. "it saves me making a skip the dishes order. i've missed eating with people."

y/n smiled waving her forward. "come join us! i was just about to put a movie on."

while clement finished up cooking, the girl introduced herself as olivia and the group of three settled on the couches around the tv. olivia seemed sweet, as did clement, and it struck yn that these were people she never would have gone out of her way to try and meet if she had just run into them in the halls.

"woah, who's the dude with the mullet? i know he;'s like, a bad person and all but i'd let him ruin my life." olivia remarked, watching rob lowe's character on screen

"yeah, you'd be hard pressed to find a character in this movie who gave something ten seconds of thought before they acted. it's part of why i like it so much. every character is messy because real life is messy, and sometimes people we know just suck."

clement raised his eyebrows. “I’m still not quite sure what this movie is actually about.”

“it’s a coming of age movie in a different sense. it’s about the transition from university to adulthood.” she explained, twirling the spaghetti on her fork. “and it’s about having sex with judd nelson.”

"yeah, but his character is a bit of a dick as well."

"that's the point." olivia and yn said in unison.

"alright, forget i said anything." clement laughed, turning back to the screen. "when does rob lowe get a saxophone?"

the movie was about halfway through, dirty plates stacked on the coffee table when someone else entered the room. the newcomer came in a cloud of vape smoke, smelling vaguely like passionfruit.

there's our john bender, she thought to herself. we definitely can't vape in here.

on screen, andrew mccarthy and ally sheedy were making out passionately, ready to tear each other's clothes off.

"no shit, did someone find professor alonso's vintage porn collection."

"woah dude, don't talk about the brat pack like that." yn fired back, flipping the newcomer the bird. "either stay quiet and join us or take your vape smoke somewhere else."

clement laughed into his fist, trying lamely to disguise it as a cough.

the newcomer chuckled, sinking down next to clement on the ratty couch. "so what are you guys watching then?"

"we can explain later. its at a good part!" olivia shushed him.

after the film finished, as the end credits rolled with the john parr song of the same name playing in the background, clement rose to his feet and gave the movie a shocking standing ovation.

"truth be told guys, i lost the plot halfway through." he admitted. "but i had a lot of fun watching it."

"i liked it." olivia hummed, nodding her head.

"so let me get this straight," the other boy stood to stand next to clement, pausing the dvd. "kirby is basically a stalker, billy is a deadbeat, alec is just a dick and jules should probably go to therapy?"

"yes." yn answered with a straight face. "not the most charming bunch, are they?"

he shook his head. "damn. we should watch a giant shark movie next."

"yeah, mate. deep blue sea or jaws?" clement laughed, clapping him on the back. "i'm clement, by the way."

"landon. and the answer is totally deep blue sea."

yep. definitely john bender.

"alright then," yn laughed. "olivia, what would you have picked?"

"insidious."

that was so not the answer she was expecting, but it gave her an idea.

"hey, if it's just the four of us in the building, we should get together every night, one person cooks and one person picks a movie." she suggested, reaching for her phone. "everybody, give me your numbers. we can set up a group chat."

"that's actually a really good idea." clement encouraged, beginning to clear the table. "i call dibs on fast five for my night."

with all the numbers in her phone, she sent out a smiley face to officially start the group chat.

"why are we called the breakfast club?" landon asked, staring down at his phone with a confused grimace.

"because we all match characters in the breakfast club. i'm allison, clement is andrew, olivia is obviously claire and you're bender." she said matter-of-factly.

"then who's brian? there were five in the movie, and there's only four of us." olivia added

"i think we've all got a little bit of brian in us."

they spent the rest of the evening in front of the fireplace (which they were all surprised was still functional with most of the building being gone) playing a game of uno with a deck of cards that clement was sure had more pick-up-fours than a standard deck did. reruns of the big bang theory played on the tv behind them while landon and clem battled with each other to see who could pick up more of the deck before the game was over.

it was 10:30 when y/n called it quits, although she really didn't want to. she had work to get finished in the morning, and needed to decide what recipe she was going to cook the following night. she was having fun with her new friends, and she wanted to make the most of it while she could.

"that's me done for the night. i have to go grocery shopping in the morning. olivia, you have dibs on the movie. nothing that's going to give me nightmares, though."

clement grinned from across the table. "don't worry, yn. i'll protect you."

"oh, shut up." she laughed, trying to hide the nervous blush on her face as she playfully kicked at his leg

"come off it, let me walk you back to your room."

she relented, walking side by side with clement. it was awkward, and mostly silent as they walked the carpeted hall. they made idle small talk, mostly about the events that had transpired that evening. she wondered as they were walking if clement would even remember this night after class was back in session.

"well, this is me." she said idly, pointing at a door with a fall wreath on it. "my roommate went home for the holidays so its just me here." she held the key fob in her hands, trying to come up with a way to make this moment last longer.

to prolong the feeling of calm she felt when speaking to clement novalak, the elation she felt when he looked at her like that.

"well," he sighed, hands in the front pockets of his jeans as he rocked on the balls of his feet. "i'll let you get on with your evening."

"thanks. i have to head out early tomorrow to get the ingredients i need for the meal, my fridge is pretty bare. you're welcome to tag along if you want."

clement beamed at her, and she felt her stomach flutter slightly. he was smiling at her, and she never wanted him to stop.

"yeah, why not. meet in the parking lot for eight?"

"sounds good."

the next morning, clement showed up at her door at promptly seven thirty with two tinfoil wrapped bagels in his hand. he took control of the aux cord in her car, blasting an odd mixture of throwbacks and house remixes of classic rock songs. she liked the way he made her feel, hanging on to every word and letting her ramble about anything and everything. he was a good storyteller, and she found herself filled with a sense of longing as he talked about his travels and his friend group.

she wished she could be a part of it.

they were still singing along to poison when they pulled back into the residency, and y/n found that her heart felt heavy at the idea of her time with clement being over.

she was falling far too deep, especially considering that their social circles shouldn't mix.

"do you want help cooking later?" clem offered, helping her grab the bags from the trunk. "if i'm being quite frank, i enjoy spending time with you."

her cheeks heated up as she buzzed the pair into the building. "yeah, okay. there's a bit we have to do now, and i'll need some latex gloves?"

clement raised an eyebrow.

"do you want to touch raw chicken with your bare hands?"

"fair enough."

she'd never had as much fun in the kitchen as she did that afternoon. they had the radio on, singing out of key and taking twenty minutes to do a ten minute task. clement danced around the small kitchen like an idiot, singing into a wooden spoon.

after the chicken was marinating in the fridge, their phones buzzed simultaneously on the counter.

"its olivia with the movie options for later. she's giving us a choice between the crow and slender man. i'm voting for the crow. as long as it’s the original from 1994.”

clement laughed. today he was wearing a turtleneck and jeans, and why did that make her knees go weak?

"yeah, i think i am too. i don't fuck with slender man."

later that evening, as the group congregated around the large flat screen to watch their movie, yn couldn’t help but notice that clement chose to sit next to her on the large couch. their thighs were basically touching. olivia looked in their direction, a knowing look on her face as she raised an eyebrow.

her phone buzzed in her lap.

olivia: hes so into you!!!

yn; like hell he is. he barely knows me

olivia; trust me, I know that look. get that dick girl, you deserve it!

“what happens after this week?” she asked quietly, shutting her phone as she looked around at the group.

landon still had his vape pen in hand. olivia sat on the floor, back up against the couch. her plate was a cross her lap, strewn with remnants of shawarma sauce and rice. and clement, pretty perfect clement was sitting next to her without a care in the world.

outside of this week, they were not her people, and she found herself dreading returning to a world where she had to pretend she hadn’t made a fuck ton of good memories with them.

landon shrugged, taking another drag of his vape. “I’m assuming we just all go back to normal.”

“but why?” olivia asked. “why should we? I’ve had a good time with you guys, and I’d feel odd just ignoring you if we passed in the halls.”

“I’d hang out with you guys.” yn said softly. “surprisingly enough, I like you guys.”

sure, she wouldn't consider going to one of landon's frat parties, or joining olivia at a pep rally, but more nights like this were right up her alley. good food, good movies and good friendship.

"i think, after all the time we've spent getting to know each other," clement started "that it would be a pretty shitty thing to do to abandon and ignore each other once reading week is over."

they were silent for the rest of the film, an uneasy feeling falling over them. y/n refused to make eye contact, scared of being burned. out of the corner of her eye, however, she noticed that clement was no longer watching the screen.

he was watching her, with a look approaching wistful in his eyes.

soon enough, the end of the week came, and olivia and yn felt like they needed to mark the week with something more monumental than dinner and a movie. olivia's roommate had a karaoke machine, and clement had a liquor store points card. with those two facts in hand, a plan started to emerge to throw a party celebrating their last week.

"let's make a pact tonight." clement said, raising his coffee mug at breakfast. "to treasure the week we spent together, and to solmenly swear not to ignore each other in the halls. we're friends now, whether we like it or not."

“man!” landon says “don’t get all sappy on me. let’s just enjoy this last day. as pitbull once said: life is not a waste of time. and time is not a waste of life. so let's stop wasting time, get wasted, and have the time of our lives.”

“damn straight!” olivia added, clinking her mug against his. “let’s make it the best party that this empty dorm has ever seen.”

yn laughed, pulling olivia in for a side hug. “yeah. we take it day by day. let’s not think about tomorrow and focus on having a good tonight.” this is the best idea I’ve ever been a part of, yn thought later that night, curled up next to olivia in a pile of blankets, smirnoff ices in their hands as the pair watched clement absolutley butcher the hannah montana theme song at karaoke.

It had been a good week, and while she was still sad she couldn’t make the trek home, she loved her new friends and she would always treasure the memories that she had made with them.

“my turn, my turn!!” olivia insisted, making grabby hands towards the wireless microphone. “come to mama, there’s an abba song with my name written all over it!”

yn laughed, watching Olivia saunter over to the karaoke set. no sooner than she had gotten up did clement slide onto the sofa to take her place,

“so, how was I?” he asked, slightly buzzed and sporting that goofy and contagious smile. when clement novalak was in a good mood, it was hard for anyone around him not to be.

she raised an eyebrow. “miley might say you ruined her tour.”

“oh come off it.” clem laughed, playfully launching a pillow in her direction. “you did this, you know.” he nodded in the direction of where landon was trying to hijack olivias performance of dancing queen. “earlier you said that if this was the breakfast club, you’d be allison, but i don’t think that’s entirely true. I think you’re brian, because he’s the one who brought everybody together in the end.”

her heart softened, something fizzing in her chest that was either heartburn or flattery. “you watched the breakfast club for me?”

“duh,” clement laughed “I had to know if you were insulting me hen you said I was andrew.”

she smiled, curling closer to him on the couch, bravely reaching to touch his forearm. “so if you’re andrew and I’m allison, it’s only right that I kiss you right now.”

oh god, that’s the cringiest thing I’ve ever said.

she didn't have time to dwell on her choice of words before clement cupped the back of her neck and pulled her face towards his, pressing his lips against hers.

the kiss took her breath away.

her hands slid up the back of his neck to tangle in his hair, the off key singing fading into the distance.

she pulled away, fully able to hear the heartbeat in her chest.

"holy shit."

clement laughed, caressing her cheek with his thumb. "holy shit indeed."

"shall we take this somewhere a little more private?" she asked tentatively. "i'd love to keep kissing you, but i dont want an audience."

clem beamed, lacing his fingers with hers. "should we go to your room or mine?"

she laughed, a smile splitting her face.

she never wanted this weekend to end, but if it had to, taking clement novalak to bed was exactly the ending she was hoping for.

[dotster001]

Pact Marks, Chapter Six of the Sheep Saga

Summary: it's the end of the exchange program, and you're wondering why no one told you your human form would have new tattoos...

A/N: been a while since I've done one of these, but for those of you who are new, you don't have to have read the other parts. Just know that MC is a sheep in the Devildom, and a human back home.

Chapters One Two Three Four Five

You were standing in front of your mirror, back in the human realm, just staring. After an hour of this, you decided to pull out your D.D.D. and text your boys.

Hey so was no one gonna tell me about the seven demonic tattoos I was gonna get in my human form?

The responses came even faster than expected.

Where's mine?!?!?

Send me a pic! 🩷

Incoming video call from Mammoney

Incoming call from Belphie

I bet Beel's is on your stomach 😂

Incoming call from Catan

Pick up the phone

How dare you decline a call from the Great Mammon!

You sighed and snapped a picture of Lucifer's mark on the back of your right hand, and sent it to the group chat.

Incoming call from Asmo

Incoming call from Mammoney

Incoming video call from Beelzebabe

You pulled down the collar of your shirt, exposing Mammon's mark right above your heart, took a picture, and sent it.

Lmao Mammon's a simp

Shuddup! I bet yours looks lame as hell. Mine looks swag.

Simp

You're just jealous cause I was first and got the best spot 😎

Voicemail inbox full

"God damnit," you muttered, deciding not to send any more pictures until they calmed down, and someone apologized for not telling you about the tattoos you now had to figure out how to cover up.

Incoming video call from Mr. Pride

You declined the call. If you did that in the Devildom, you would have probably been hung from the ceiling. But Lucifer wasn't here so…

Pick up.

I'm busy.

You just got there.

Pick up.

You ignored the text messages you were getting.

Incoming Video Call from King Himbo.

You hesitated a moment before ignoring the call from Diavolo. But he surely had better things to do than….

A portal opened up right behind you, and Diavolo, Barbatos, and Lucifer entered your tiny bedroom.

"So this is a human bedroom," Diavolo said, looking around the room in awe. "So fascinating!"

He gripped the edge of your bed too hard and it shattered into splinters.

"Oh, um I'll buy you a new one, ha ha," he said apologetically.

"Why are you guys here? What happened to 'exchange program is over, we might never see you again'?" You asked, a little too loudly, but they didn't seem to care.

"That was because we foolishly forgot how easy it was for one human to take down our entire government," Barbatos said with an eerie smile on his face. The chill in your bones got worse when Lucifer pointedly glared at you.

"Just show me the other marks, so I can take pictures of them for my idiot brothers."

You froze in place, not sure how you felt about three of the most powerful demons in all of existence standing in your bedroom just to take pictures of your tattoos.

"Also, how dare you decline mine and Lord Diavolo's calls?" Lucifer growled.

"Technically I didn't decline them, just ignored them…"

"Pact marks. Now."

With a pout, you lifted up your pant leg , showing Levi's mark wrapping around your leg. After the picture was taken, you lifted the back of your shirt to show Satan's mark on your upper back. This continued for Asmo's mark on your left hip bone, and the twins' marks intertwining on your right bicep.

"Thank you, was that so hard," Lucifer sighed, turning to go.

"There, exchange program over for real now, I'll send you a new bed frame soon," Diavolo said, making no move to actually leave.

"Young master," Barbatos said warningly.

"Can I not take advantage of this chance to explore the human realm with a human?"

"No, you promised you'd do your work after you saw the pacts," Barbatos said, pulling Diavolo through the portal with surprising strength.

The portal closed and you were left alone again. It took less than two minutes for your D.D.D. to start ringing and buzzing again. You turned it off.

....

Tag list- @leonia0 @eccedentesiast-sapphic @your-next-daydream

[michispita]

Late nights

idia shroud x fem reader

SUMMMARY: a sleep deprived idia confesses and proclaims his love to the leader to ramshackle dorm. What could possibly happen!

Idia had been spending the past week playing video games as per usual. however this time idia might've gone a bit too far, having stocked up on energy drinks, sugary drinks, snacks, and ramen. enough to last him a week, enough for him to keep grinding on his game for artifacts and the currency to buy wishes on his favorite open-world RPG gacha game.

a new character, multiple artifacts had been released, he couldn't hide his excitement, he could always turn in his assignments late.

his eyebags worsened, but it was worth it when he finally got his character to c6 and maxed out everything on them, smiling content with his work. he could finally reward himself after the week of his work.

he hummed reaching the black plastic bag on his desk, searching for the last package of instant ramen, instead he was disappointed to see the bag was empty. he wondered when he had finished all his snacks.

oh well. he could always run by quickly to sam's shop, it was only 12:25 AM. he quickly got out of his gaming chair, instantly feeling dizzy, his world spinning. 'why do i keep forgetting I'm anemic.' he sighed.

as he got out of his room and went through the mirror chamber to arrive at Sam's shop idia yawned, sleep starting to get the better of him. but he would not let himself fall asleep, not until he gave himself his reward of ramen and snacks.

He hummed picking out his selections of ramen, two packages of spicy ramen, one savory flavor, and a carbonara flavored ramen. for his drinks of choice he picked cola and dr pepper. Sweet sugary snacks too. satisfied with what he picked, he went to check out. paying 1,800 madol in total, 'cheap and inexpensive', that was how he liked things. the simple things in his life.

sleep eating away at him. he desperately wanted to close his eyes, not being able to tell if he had already fallen asleep at his desk, dreaming of buying his snacks and being able to reward himself.

he found it hard to keep his eyes open. closing and opening them every few seconds to try and relive his urge to sleep. 'idia? are you okay?' he heard a woman's voice softly ask. "ah, y/n how are you.." he tiredly asked.

He must've been dreaming. Someone as kind, gorgeous, oh did he mention gorgeous. he had found her gorgeous and breathtaking during their first encounter. Their next few reinforcing his already growing feelings for her.

If this truly was a dream, his dream, then he could be selfish right? "I love you." he blurted out without a thought, However the moment he registered what he had said his face turned crimson, his flaming blue hairs tips lighting up a soft pink to match.

Since he already let the cat out of the bag and dug his grave he might as well finish digging it. "I-I-ive loved you for 4 months...I've admired you for that long...I hoped you would notice me..as selfish as that sounds." he paused swallowing "I know I'm not your type. I'm nothing like the type of idiotic meat for brains Jocks you girls are into...I know Jack, Leona, Hell even Malleus and Floyd leech fit the description..!"

He began shaking, Maybe he should shut up and stop talking, But he could not stop himself. All his feelings come out in waves of desperation and frustration. "I can't offer you half the things they could. I could never take you out on Dates, Shopping, or to watch cheese romance Movies. But I can offer you My loyalty.., My love, Staying up late with you, Staying up playing video games, Midnight conversations, Eating instant food while watching Movies..!- or if you'd prefer fresh food we could order it on delivery..!"

"Idia i-"

He quickly cut her off, Afraid if he let her get one word in you would disappear. Or worse you'd start telling him he's a repulsive disgusting shut-in "I know you probably won't accept or reciprocate.." tears welled up in his eyes.

he wiped his tears "I just, wanted to tell you... I'm glad I got to.."

"Idia." she said looking at him with concern in her eyes. "I feel the same way, But I'm not sure you're okay. You can barely keep yourself awake!"

"I'm perfectly okay.." he slurred in a sleepy voice "I know you don't reciprocate..don't lie to me..." he sounded so tired.

"but I do!" Y/n looked at him conflicted

"Then prove it...I don't believe someone like you could ever like someone like me." he said 'i know she'll lie. this is how it's always been, no girl will ever find a place for me in their heart, nonetheless reciprocate..but I'm glad I could at least-'

His train of thought got cut off, he felt warm on his lips. Her lips. She was kissing him. In that instance he had never been more aware in his life. eyes widening in shock. he soon melted into the kiss, the plastic bag full of his snacks falling out of his hand as he quickly wrapped his arms around her waist.

This wasn't a dream, It was reality. She kissed him back feeling his lips sloppily move against her, she wrapped her arms around his neck bringing him closer to her. he whimpered lifting her up by her waist feeling her wrap her legs around him waist. her fingers finding their place in his hair, tugging on it slightly making idia groan.

she whined into the kiss, she could taste idia, he tasted like energy drinks and a taste she could not place. she pulled away breathless, strings of saliva connecting the both of them.

"idia.." she whimpered "yes?" he replied to her, catching his own breath. "let's go to your dorm room, I wanna keep kissing you.." she whispered lowly.

his face was crimson, how could he deny her request? She reciprocated, That meant she was his and he was hers right? he nodded letting her waist go as she got off him.

she quickly picked up the bag of snacks he had dropped earlier, holding his hand. idia was taken aback, but the corners of his lips slowly turned into a small ghost smile, holding her hand in his.

it felt like forever going through the mirror chamber, as soon as they reached ignihyde and reached idia's room the bag was thrown on floor completely disregarded.

Idia and y/n already back at each other's lips, pulling each other desperately closer. Idia could feel as she desperately rubbed her thighs against each other, to get friction, to help alleviate herself. idia couldn't help himself, running his fingers against his plush thighs, earning a whine and gasp coming from her mouth.

"i-idia.." she whimpered, looking at her laying on his bed was a sight to behold, not that he'd ever object. "touch me.... please..." was all idia needed to hear to snap, that part of him that held him back disappearing.

He slipped her shorts off along with panties, Looking at her wet cunt. he couldn't help himself, licking a strip of her pussy all the way to her clit, sucking on it. He could hear her moans, which went straight to his dick.

"more!..need you..need you so bad!" she was begging, no, no no she was demanding, how could he refuse his cute girlfriends request?

he ripped her shirt, pulling it off and unclipping her bra, freeing her breasts, afterwards he threw his own clothes off on the floor. he watched enough porn to know what to do. all he needed to do was execute it. that wouldn't be much of a problem with how horny they both were, adrenaline rushing through their veins.

he pushed a finger into her cunt fingering her lightly before adding another one scissoring them inside and stretching her.

"ngh~ haa....ah.." her moans only encouraging him. he took his fingers out whines of protest leaving her mouth. idia couldn't help but lick his fingers clean of her juices. it tasted so sweet.

he lined up his cock with the entrance of her pussy. slowly pushing the head of his cock inside. "idia! nghh...mmmmm.." she moaned "fuck just shove all of your cock into me! fuck me please!..need to cum..."

idia slammed himself all the way in her, knocking the breath out of her, she gasped in pleasure her eyes fluttering closed in pleasure, she wrapped her arms around idia's shoulders her fingernails digging into his skin.

idia pounded and thrusted into her desperately chasing his high, her pussy clenching around him. it was like a love spell to him. sinful thoughts about breeding, impregnating and leaving her cock drunk filled his mind.

"faster!..harder! more, don't stop don't stop please don't stop!" she begged idia, he could feel her pussy clenching around him. she was so close. so close to cumming. she oh so desperately wanted to cum. she wrapped her legs tightly around his waist giving his more access to her. she could feel his cock go in deeper and deeper. his thrusts were sloppy and fast, yet she could feel herself closer and closer to cumming. finally feeling relief and cumming all over idia's cock as soon as he hit her sweet spot.

he groaned a moan leaving his mouth as her pussy clenched on his cock, his own orgasm finally coming as his hot ropes of cum filled her. she looked so fucked over, her eyes full of lust and pleasure, her body limp as she passed out. idia soon following falling next to her into a peaceful slumber. they'd both deal with the aftermath later.

[warmaidensrevenge]

Pairing: Papa!eddie x Plus!size reader

If you want to read my other work you can find it HERE

A/N: Okay I was sad how the last one ended so I’m going to make this a happy chapter. It's a little short but I'm very happy with it. Thanks for reading. As always feedback and re blogging is appreciated.

Warnings: language, fluff, and just plain love birds. Not proof read and no word count.

Summary: Though everything didn’t go as planned Eddie is determined to make things right. You’re the love of his life.

Chapter 7: Let's get married

You went to bed that night think that Eddie really didn’t want to marry you. You cried and cried. This was the first time you've slept alone since you and Eddie have been together. And the longest you spent away from Rosie and it just killed you. It's not like you didn't understand it. Eddie was just looking out for you. You knew that. But then why did it hurt so much? Maybe you overreacted. But you really wanted to marry him. He and Rosie meant everything to you.

"Please God. Please let him be there tomorrow." You prayed. " I just love him so much. Please let him come."

-

When you left Eddie was in shambles. He didn't mean to upset you. And he really didn't mean to keep you from Rosie. It's just she was being a little brat lately and he didn't want her to upset you. It's like whatever he did he just kept fucking up. But not anymore. He was done letting you down. Done seeing you angry and stressed. Done with seeing you cry and done being away from you. So he devised a plan. One that he could keep you from being stressed and still be there with you.

He went inside and Wayne looked at him.

" Okay old man. I have an idea."

-

You were woken up by things being moved in the living room and you heard hush voices. Not really being all that hush. You rubbed your eyes and sat up. You were actually scared. You got up and put on your slippers. You crept slowly to grab the bat Eddie had giving you when you guys first start talking. He had put a sock on it so that if for some reason an intruder came and you swung, you could pull it back if they caught it and swing again. You went for the doorknob and slowly turned it. You pulled it open and got ready to swing.

" Jesus y/n! What the hell are you doing with that?!"

" Robin! What are you doing here?"

"Well you're getting married today."

You put down the bat and leaned so you could look out the door.

" Nope. Nah uh. You can't see what's going on out there. C'mon we gotta get you ready." She said pushing you gently back into the room.

" Where's Rosie?"

" Ope. Let me get her." Robin left and came right back.

"Mummy. Kiss."

" Oh Rosie my sweet girl." You cried.

" Hey hey. No crying on your wedding day." Robin said handing Rosie to you.

" Hi sweet girl. Oh I've missed you so much." You kissing her head.

" So hair and makeup first?"

" I uhh. Yes. Is Eddie meeting us at the chapel?"

"Nope. The pastor is coming here." Robin smiled

" What?" You said snuggling Rosie.

" Eddie has planned everything. We are having the ceremony and reception here."

" Here?" You sniffled.

" Yup. You guys are gonna get married right in here and then since the caterers were cancelled Eddie is out buying pizza with Steve. Nancy is making the cake. And Wayne, Dustin, Mike and all the others are setting up the tables and chairs."

" It's too small out there."

" No it's cool. It's much bigger than the trailer and Eddie wants you to stay in bed."

" I am not staying in bed."

" Yes you are. Eddie said you have to or he will handcuff you to the bed."

You laughed. " Fine. As long as I become his wife today. We can do this however he wants. Right princess?"

Rosie buried her face in your neck. "Alright Robin. Make me pretty."

" Can't. You're already beautiful."

" Stop it."

Robin smiled.

...

You were putting Rosie's yellow bows in her hair while Robin curled yours. You kept looking in the mirror trying to keep from ruining your makeup from the happy tears. Rosie was playing with your makeup brushes when you heard Eddie singing.

" Oh sweet girl. Daddies here. Robin can I see him?"

" Uhh no. Not until the ceremony." She said putting a yellow ribbon in your hair.

You pouted but she still said no. " Shoot did he return his suit?"

" Yeah. So he's wearing his uncle's. It's kinda big."

" Well that won't do."

You got up and put Rosie on the bed and went to the closet. You pulled out some of Eddie's clothes. A pair of black jeans with no holes in them and an all black shirt with his old leather jacket.

" Yeah this is more him. Could you get him to change into this?"

" That's not wedding attire more like a funeral."

" It's our wedding and we can wear whatever we want. Besides he looks really good in black. Just tell him I said that and he will change."

Robin gave you a grin and took the clothes.

You grabbed Rosie and put her dress on. You walked her to the full body mirror and sat on the floor. You held your belly.

" Look peanut. Your sissy looks like a real princess."

Rosie went to the mirror and laughed at her reflection. You were so happy. The only person missing was Eddie. You wanted to see him so badly. But it was as if he read your mind.

" Sweetheart?"

You turned around and Eddie cracked open the door and he waved his hand through. You could see his leather jacket

" Eddie!" You said happily and got up picking up Rosie and went to the door

" Hey baby. Robin said I can't see you yet so I'm just gonna keep the door like this okay?"

" Oh Eddie."

" Yeah I know. I want to see you too. Baby, I umm I'm sorry I didn't tell you what I did. I didn't mean to hurt you. I never want to hurt you. And I'm sorry I kept Rosie away. I'll never do that again. And sweetheart I promise. I won't have another cigarette. I give you my word."

" Honey, please don't keep things. Whatever it is, just talk to me. And please keep your word. Because I don't want to change you, I just really need you to stick around as long as possible. I don't want to be without you."

" I promise y/n. Cross my heart."

" I love you Eddie. And I can't wait to be your wife."

Eddie leaned his forehead on the door and put his arm through the crack again. This time he felt your face and your hand over his.

" Soon baby. Soon....I love you."

"Alright Munson, get. I need to help y/n with her dress." Robin ordered

Eddie felt your lips on his palm and he smiled.

" Don't take too long. I need to see her."

He took his hand back and you frowned. You stepped away from the door and Robin came in.

" Okay. Ready? The pastor is here so we gotta be quick."

" Okay. Hear that sweet girl. Mommy has to put on her dress now." You gave Rosie one last kiss on the cheek before putting her down.

Robin helped you into your dress and zipped up the back.

" Ready?" She asked

" Absolutely."

" Okay so the pastor is coming in first then Wayne and Dustin. Steve and the others are gonna stand on that side into the hallway. Then Eddie is gonna come."

"Okay. Is Rosie gonna stay or walk with Eddie?"

"That's up to you. But you have to lay down."

" Is Eddie gonna stand?"

" Umm I'm not sure. I think he's just gonna wing it."

" Oh-okay. Umm I'll keep Rosie."

You went to her and picked her up and sat on the bed with your back against the headboard. You put her down next to you and kissed her head. Robin fixed your dress and smiled.

" Okay I'm gonna let them come in now."

" Okay... Thank you Robin."

" Bin. Bin. Bin."

You both looked at Rosie.

" Did she just say my name?"

"Yeah I think she did." You smiled

Robin laughed and held Rosie's hand. " Robin....Ro-bin."

"Bin." Rosie said bringing her arm up and down.

" Oh my god! She loves me."

" Of course you do, huh sweet girl. You love auntie Robin."

Robin stood up straight. " I like that. Auntie Robin."

" Me too." You beamed at her

" Okay. Let's get this show on the road."

You nodded in agreement. Robin opened the door and led the pastor to his place and you smiled at him. Then uncle wayne came in.

" You look beautifully kiddo." He said kissing the crown of your head.

" Thank you"

Dustin came right after him with the biggest smile.

" Hey y/n. You look great." He said giving you a hug.

" Thanks bud."

" Are you sure you want to marry Eddie and not me?"

You laughed. " Huh. If it doesn't work out I'll call you."

Dustin blushed and was pulled back by Wayne.

"Alright kid. She's spoken for." Wayne grunted making you laugh again.

Everyone else took their place and it was time for Eddie to come. Rosie had taken out her bows and you were putting them back on when he came. He just stood in the doorway watching his girls. You honestly never looked so beautiful. He stood there with a grin just watching you. When you finally looked up your eyes met. You bit your lip and blushed. He was so happy to finally see you that he did a little jog and jumped on the bed. Making everyone laugh. Rosie giggled at him and he placed kisses all over your face.

" You look incredibly sweetheart."

" Honey." You giggled.

" Alright you two. Let's get married." Robin interrupted.

Eddie plopped down on the other side of Rosie and put one arm around your shoulder pulling you closer and one arm around Rosie. Once you guys were comfy he crossed his ankles and nodded.

The pastor smiled and began reading from his folder.

" Welcome, we are gathered here today to celebrate and to witness the joining of Edward Munson and Y/N L/N in marriage. As they promise to love, trust in that love, honor one another as individuals and anticipate with joy spending the rest of their lives together. They are surrounded by you. Their friends and family. Thank you for gathering here to witness their marriage and to share in the joy of this special occasion."

Eddie held you tighter and kissed your forehead. You moved your hand to rest on his lap with the other joining his on Rosie.

" You have chosen to write your vows, and it is with these words you express your binding promises to love, honor, and cherish one another. If you are ready to make these promises to each other I invite you now to face each other and declare your intentions. When you're ready you may begin."

" That's my que." Eddie said getting up and sat in front of you.

You had picked up Rosie and put her in your lap as you crossed your legs. Dustin tried handing a piece of paper to Eddie but he shooed him away.

" I got this man." Eddie said never taking his eyes off of you.

Wayne and the others laughed.

Eddie cleared his throat. " Y/n, for a long time I never really believed in all of this. And I honestly never actually think this would happen. But then you walked into my life. Into Rosie's life and you were a god send. I can remember it as if it was yesterday, the time when you came over and Rosie hadn't pooped in like 3 days. And out of nowhere you came to her rescue. And ever since that day you have been my saving grace. It's unbelievable that today I get the chance to promise myself to you. Just some weirdo who was able to convince someone who is so beautiful and smart and the most amazing woman I have ever met to be with me. You are an amazing mother and I can't wait to spend the rest of my life with you. I promise to you now. That whatever comes our way. I will be here for you, for Rosie, and for our little peanut. Always." He put his hand on your tummy and smiled.

He reached up to wipe your tears away. "I love you sweetheart."

You sniffled and reached in your pocket for a note card. Rosie snatched from your hand as soon as you pulled it out. You laughed. Eddie tried to get it back for you but you held his hand.

" It's okay. I don't need it."

You took a deep breath and swallowed.

" Eddie, the day we officially met I had no idea this would be the way it would turn out. I thought maybe a friendship at the most. But then, I fell so deeply in love with you. And with Rosie. As time went on, I knew that I could trust you with my heart. Everything about you makes me feel the most comfortable I have ever been. Not just by your presence but by your words and the things you do. When I'm with you and Rosie. I'm home. I promise. I will always love you and Rosie." You put your hand on his that was on your belly. " And our baby. Forever."

Eddie looked at you through his tear stricken eyes. "uhh can I kiss her now?"

Everyone laugh.

"Just a few more minutes." The pastor said.

Eddie hung his head.

"Thank you for sharing your vows with all of us. The rings you are about to place on each other's fingers are symbols of the love you expressed. They will remind you of the vows you have just spoken, and of the eternal love that you have for one another." The pastor motioned for the rings.

Wayne handed them to Eddie. He hurried to put yours but dropped it. He quickly swiped it before Rosie could get it. He grabbed your hand and put it on and you put his on. You guys both laughed.

"By the power given to me by the American Marriage Ministries and by the State of Indiana, I now pronounce you Husband and Wife. You may kiss each other."

" Come here baby!" Eddie grinned from ear to ear.

He got to his knees and leaned over Rosie. " Love sweetheart"

" Love you honey. Now kiss me!"

He chuckled and gave you one long beautiful kiss. That was suddenly stopped by Rosie smacking him in the chest.

"my mummy."

Eddie looked down. " Yes princess she's your mommy. But she is also my wife."

Rosie blew raspberries causing everyone to clap and laugh. Eddie kissed you and ignored Rosie hitting him again. He finally gave up after Rosie started to whine and he sat back down

" Oh sweet girl. Don't be mean to daddy. He's just showing mommy some love."

Rosie got to her feet and kissed Eddie on the cheek. He hugged her" Thank you princesses."

Everyone came congratulating and hugging you guys. Someone started playing music out in the living room and Robin brought in a box of pizza for you, Eddie and Rosie. Eddie stole kisses when Rosie was distracted.

" Don't you want to go out there and celebrate with everyone?" You asked not looking at him.

You wish you could. You wish you could dance with Rosie and with Eddie. You felt like you guys really couldn't enjoy the party away from everyone else.

Eddie noticed how sad you were and felt bad. " No. I have everyone I need right here."

You looked at him and gave him a small smile. " Honey. Could we have just one dance?"

He was worried for a minute but honestly what harm could one dance do. " Yes Mrs Munson. Just one though."

" Yeah?"

Eddie nodded with a small smile. " But there's this one song that I thought could maybe be our song. Let me put it on. It just came out."

You watched Eddie leave and you grabbed Rosie and got off the bed. You fixed your dress and pulled the ribbon out of your hair shaking it loose so that it fell on either side of your face. Rosie's bows were long gone by now. She never really liked having her hair up. Just like Eddie. You heard the song and had no clue what it was. But the vocals were familiar.

Eddie came back and finally saw you. All of you. In the most beautiful dress. He only saw the front of it but as you slow danced with Rosie you looked like an angel.

🎵

"I gotta tell you what I'm feeling inside.

I could lie to myself, but it's true.

There's no denying when I look in your eyes.

Girl, I'm out of my head over you

And I lived so long believing all love is blind.

But everything about you is telling me this time.

It's forever, this time I know

And there's no doubt in my mind

Forever, until my life is through

Girl, I'll be loving you forever"

🎵

He went and placed a hand on your lower back and took Rosie. She was getting too big for you to carry her right now. Your hand went around his waist and the other went to Rosie's back. You guys dance together as one little unit. You rested your head on his chest listening to the lyrics.

" Kiss. This is kiss."

Eddie smiled when you got it. " it's called Forever."

" I love it."

" Me too. It's our song sweetheart."

" Our song." You smiled rocking back and forth with your new family.

" Sweetheart, I'm so happy right now. I'm on cloud nine. I found the missing piece to my puzzle, my once in a lifetime, my best friend, the love of my life. We are gonna be together forever and ever. Right?"

You kissed his chest. " Yes Eddie. Forever and ever."

You were really tired. Though you didn't do much you were exhausted. After the song you and Eddie went to lay down. He held you and Rosie until you fell asleep.

"c'mon princess. Let's let mommy sleep." Eddie whispered.

He slid his arm from under you and picked up Rosie. He looked back at you and smiled.

" Sleep well Mrs. Munson."

He closed the door and walked out into the living room. Everyone was chatting and having a good time. He went to the radio and turned it down so that it wouldn't wake you.

He put Rosie down and walked outside to join his uncle and a few people from work.

Wayne clapped his back. "You got a good one there."

Eddie grinned. " The best.... Thank you for everything. I couldn't have pulled this off without you."

" Anything you need. Anything at all. I'm here for you son. For you and the new additions to our family."

They hugged each other. Eddie pulled back to wipe his tears of joy

" I'm married man." He laughed

" Yeah son. You are."

...

@salenorona23 @browneyes528 @mrsjaderogers @b-irock

[whitherwordswither]

Logs from the Starfields, IV

Captain's Log #0.04:

So, sometimes, when I'm visiting New Atlantis I like to take a stroll down through The Well. Sure, the air quality ain't all that great but… there's some decent shops down there. And the Trade Authority allows me to drop off a lot of random lost and found items I come across.

One shop though, the surplus market Antonio runs. I was mindin' my own, browsing his goods when a customer comes in demanding a refund for some boots. Because they bring her bad luck? What did she say now? Somethin' about… "It's like walking under a ladder with a broken mirror in my pocket!" …And he gave her a refund! I ain't ever seen this man give refunds. So, after she leaves I decide to ask him about the boots.

Turns out she's not the first to return them. Apparently these unlucky boots are cursed. Hah. Like, are ya kiddin' me? Cursed space boots? Sounds like something straight out of one of them Tamriel Adventure novels. So anyway. Apparently these boots are so unlucky Antonio just wants to get rid of them and offers to pay me some decent creds to take them to a whole 'nother system and stash 'em away somewhere.

Well, shit. I didn't have any plans when I woke up this morning so why the heck not! Looks like we're going to some place called The Den. Pretty specific locale, if ya ask me. He could've just said to drop 'em in any 'ole corner of the galaxy. Guess we might find out why once we get there maybe? I'm kinda curious m'self.

So off we go! The Wolf System. I dig the name.

…

Turns out The Den is an old UC station. According to the Vanguard folks posted here it ain't seen much action since the war ended. Fine by me. I enjoy the calm. I mosey my way around and find a nice lookin' crate to stash the boots in back in a corner down some janky hall. Surprisingly, there's some young buck here, eyeballin' me.

Real good eyes too. Spots the boots. Can tell they're his size and everything. Even offers to buy 'em off me. Tempting. But I can see the risk comin' a mile away. Antonio's an alright guy. I don't want this to somehow blow back on him. So I decline and stash the boots in the crate. I mean. The guy could just as well pilfer them from the crate when I'm gone. It's the principle of the matter. Plus… well. I ain't gonna do my contract dirty like that. And sure as hell not for 500 measley creds.

But that was it. I'm still not sure why the boots had to be put in this specific location. Suppose it will remain one of life's great mysteries.

With that out of the way I decide to explore the station a bit. I find some cute plushies in an unoccupied room past the hall and I… Sigh. …Ok, ok. I admit. I might have a tiny problem. Ya see. I love all these cute lil plush toys. I can't keep my hands off 'em. So, yeah. Frown on me all ya want. I takes 'em when I sees 'em. Have you seen how frickin' adorable the plushie Parsec Pooch is? C'mon now. Ya'll'd be nabbin' 'em for that sweet five-finger discount too!

Anyway. The Den is… has a disappointingly small interior to explore. Besides the bar on the lower deck the only other post of any interest is the Trade Authority. Though the man here does have a charm about him I kinda like… I'd almost like him to invite me to see the special stock in back, if ya get my drift. Ahem.

Well. While we're here, I do a cursory scan of the system. Nothing really of interest. It really is the ass end of nowhere. I scavenge a couple wrecked ships near the old Den station. Would've liked to board the derelict, but. Didn't see any ports to dock to. Ah, well. I jump back to New Atlantis and give Antonio the good news. He gives me credits. All is right as rain.

As I'm pondering what to do with my day next I decide to pay a visit to my scientist friend and see if he's learned anything new about his tree. He seems to think the vibrations it is sending out are like a matin' call or whatever. All that science-y stuff is a bit above my pay grade. What he needs to test his theory though, that. That I can go and get. Seems like an old tree was given when the colonies were first established here as a peace offering to Akila. Though that tree died, it's branches are still in the museum there and apparently my friend may be able to science up some of its DNA and reciprocate a response to get the tree here to calm down its ponies.

I was wantin' to visit Akila anyway so this works out! Ain't been to the Cheyenne system in a long while. Not since before I lost my haulin' ship.

…

Akila's got some nice folks. Bit of an old Earth west feel to the place. That's kinda helped by it bein' on a rocky, desert kinda planet. I don't care too much for the area around the port though. Too muddy. I'm not a big fan of mud. Gets everywhere.

Soon as I hit the outer gate of the city a guard advises caution. Some ruckus happening at the local GalBank branch. Because of course there is! And it's a hostage situation. Sounds like my kinda party to crash and wouldn't ya know. I can see it from the gate. So of course I'm gonna mosey on over and offer my assistance since the sheriff ain't makin' any headway. It don't take too long before I've persuaded the gang to release the hostages and come out all quiet like without a fuss. It's almost like I'm the main character in a sweet intergalactic space opera. Maybe I should be sheriff. Hahah. Wouldn't that be cute? But I got things to do. Did I mention Akila has one of my favorite little bookshops? No digital content. Purely physical. I could spend hours in there. The owner's a nice gal.

I swing by the museum and manage to convince the owner to let me take the tree branch out of storage and back to New Atlantis with me on the contingency I bring it back in one piece. So. I hope the science won't damage it. Before I head out I take some time to wander around the city. There's a couple cheap properties here I can afford and I just might. I run in to another little squabble between a couple of guards and a woman who has some ideas about making security safer from the local beasty population outside the gates. The head of security doesn't want to listen because "Gosh darn I done it this way for years and it works so I ain't changin'!" blah blah. It's that kinda stuck-to-my-dusty-old-guns no-woman-gonna-tell-me nonsense I don't really care for. It don't hurt no one to listen to some new ideas. Especially if the new ideas could actually increase safety. And in the end, ain't that what this is about? So I end up helpin' the lass on the sly. She gives me some modules to set up along the perimeter of the town wall and then I casually occupy the attention of one of the guards near their security tower while she adjusts some settings on one of their computers to work with the modules. Technically, she's not really allowed in there.

Might be a bit shady but… like I said. If it's something that could keep people safer, what's the worst that could happen? She'll need a good 24hrs to collect a decent amount of data. Which works for me since. Since I got a date. With science. Back to Atlantis!

…

I touch down and jog my happy ass over to give my scientist friend the branch. He does his science stuff. And then figured the best way to serenade the tree is to have the audio he's created play from a near kiosk.

I offered to sing it, but. Apparently. My chops ain't cut for it. Pfft. Figures. So anyway. I skidaddle on over to the SSNN and upload the vibrational-sound-DNA-data or whatever. Which apparently, I can just do. From a weird little wall terminal without askin' nobody. Maybe MAST is authorized to just change up the tunes? I dunno. Again. Logisticalities are above my pay grade.

According to my friend, this method seems to be working. Visually, the has tree stopped dripping its drippy stuff. But otherwise still looks like the same ole tree its been. A win for science! Or somethin'. I guess. Well. Credits for me and my science friend is sporting a bigger smile. I suppose we saved the day and no one is the wiser. And no trees got to get harmed. Sometimes good happens quietly. Roll with it.

After that's all said and done I finally decide to head back to the Lodge and talk to Sarah. She's got a lead on an artifact and wants me to accompany her to pick it up. I'll spare you a loooong story about how this led us on a bit of a system-hoppin' goose hunt full of spacers and laser fights, bouncing around the Sol system from Mars to Uranus and boy… it was a mess tryin' to get ahold of this thing.

We finally save this poor lad from being spaced in his own ship. And here we find out he had been trying to hawk the dang artifact for extra creds! Well, lucky on us since we pulled his toasty rear outta the fire he just gave it up without a fuss at that point. Sarah got to bite off a bit more than she wanted to chew. I ended up dragging her down to some crashed ship remnants I wanted to check out on a nearby moon. And then we found a secret bio-research facility. And ya'll know I just had to waltz on in and check it out. Ran in to quite a few more pirates in there. Since I'm writing this, obviously, we made it out. And there's one group less of pirates in the galaxy to pirate. Another win for the day. Found a lot of good loot. Didn't really find out a whole lot of what the facility had been used for. Just some hints. Lots of frozen bodies. Apparently attempting to alter human DNA to better acclimate to hostile planet environments. Seemed sketch.

And hey, on the way back to New Atlantis those bounty hunters caught up to me again! This time, hopefully, I sent them a clearer message. By blowing their ships up. We'll see how that comes back to bite future-me in the ass.

Got to meet a couple other members of Constellation. A father and his kid. They seem nice enough. Kid seems like a smarty. I like 'em. Sarah points me to three new leads to follow up on. But that's enough artifact chasing for me for a minute or five. I still got a whole log of stuff that seems to keep getting bigger I want to look in to. Not to mention a whole mess of loot to sell. One step closer to a better ship!

I've managed to amass almost 200k. My eye is still on that Shieldbreaker they have in the shipyard. Just wait for me a little longer, darlin'…

End log.

[servin-up-surveys]

survey #093

(taken december 24th last year; uploading surveys taken while gone)

Would you rather have another job? I wish I had *A* job. It's gotten so deep under my fuckin skin but I just don't know of any position I could handle.

Did you ever live in a house with more than one story? No.

What room of your home do you spend most time in? The spare room where I keep my laptop at a desk.

Is your second toe longer than your big toe? They're really the same length, I think.

Have you ever given yourself a tattoo? No, and I wouldn't. I'm leaving that to professionals.

Do you own any clothes you wouldn’t wear in front of your mother? No. I don't/can't buy my own clothes anyway, she literally buys everything I wear.

Do you have health insurance? I have Medicaid, even though I'm technically too old for it while being under my parents' names. My mom went through fucking hell to keep me on it.

What are some medical issues you’re currently dealing with? My weight and the extreme weakness in my legs, above all. Then there's loads of mental/emotional stuff, mostly centering around my sub-zero amount of self-worth and how it's affecting various areas of my life.

Why did you last take pain medication? I had a bad headache.

What physical traits have you inherited from your father? Uh... I don't know. I have a habit of pacing like he does (or at least, I did when standing wasn't excruciating), but idk if that counts.

How about your mother? Her height, kinda her hair, and our metabolism is very similar. As I've gotten older I also think my skin is coming to look more like hers, especially my arms, full of little dots and stuff.

What personality traits do you wish your children would inherit from you? In that hypothetical world, I'd most of all want them to have big hearts that care a lot about people like I very genuinely do. I know I'd also be HORRIBLY disappointed if they didn't like animals, but I would absofuckinglutely raise my kids from literal infancy to enjoy and respect the presence of all animals. I'd also want them to be resilient and able to bounce back and just keep going no matter what, which I honestly feel is a very strong trait among my family members.

What parts of the world are your ancestors from? Germany, Ireland, and Poland that we know of. I don't think any of us really know Dad's heritage.

Have you ever had a strange pet, outside of the normal animals people keep? I mean, I've had a good number of reptiles, but I think they're pretty accepted as rather "normal" these days.

Do you believe in astrology? Absolutely not.

Do you drive an electric car? No, we could absolutely never afford that.

What are your opinions on global warming? It is a major fucking issue people NEED to take more seriously, because otherwise we ARE going to make this planet inhabitable.

Do you like facial hair on guys or do you prefer the clean shaven look? I'm entirely capable of liking either. It depends on the guy.

Who was your first celebrity crush? Jesse McCartney, lol.

Are you good with kids? It's funny, I NEVER think I am, I feel like I'm so super awkward around them, but historically kids have really liked me. Mom thinks it's because I'm more of a "fun" adult that is just able to connect with kids' interests and desires more than most. I'm so far from a "serious" adult.

Are you usually late, early, or right on time? Right on time or early. My mom takes me everywhere, so it's really up to her.

Are you good at applying makeup? NO. My tremors make it very difficult, and plus my vision is just so bad that even with a close-up mirror, without my glasses on? It's a struggle to see everything as clearly as I need.

Do you like pastel colored hair? FUCKING YES and I wish my goddamn hair would TAKE COLOR PROPERLY so I could do it, ugh.

What do you think about the most? Probably Girt, honestly.

Do you like to see it snowing outside? YES!! Ugh I hope we get some this year.

Do you have your national flag hanging up anywhere outside your house? No. This reminds me that I still wanna get an LGBTQ+ flag to hang in my room like at the head of my bed or something.

Have you ever been in a choir? When I was a kid going to a Catholic church/school, my sisters and I were in the choir for a while. I was also in chorus during elementary school.

Do you look older or younger than you actually are? People always think I'm younger.

When is the next time you’ll be up on stage? Probably never, really.

Where did you spend your last birthday at? My house as well as The Cheesecake Factory with my mom, boyfriend, and two sisters.

What was the last show that you watched a full episode of? Girt and I have resumed our Diners, Drive-ins, and Dives bingeing. 🥴 That show always makes us hungry as fuck lmao.

Is there anything you need to work on doing soon? I'm probably going to finish my nature photography class later today. I gotta read a bit and then do the final exam and I should be done.

Were you ever a boy or girl scout? As a child, yes.

Do you take your medications in the morning or at night? I have meds that I have to take at both times.

Have you ever bought a YouTuber’s merch? Well I have two Cloak shirts, which is Markiplier and jacksepticeye's business. There are YTers whose merch I do want though.

What is the best type of donut? It depends on what I'm up for, really. Sometimes I like chocolate frosted, sometimes glazed, sometimes cake/plain...

Do you like thrift stores? YES. We haven't been to one in many years, but you can find the coolest, most niche stuff.

What is your town known for? Crime, literally. I'm not kidding at all, it's infamous for it. Hearing there was a shooting somewhere will barely make you bat an eye after you live here long enough.

Have you ever used a fake name at Starbucks? No, I don't even go there, though.

What color is your lava lamp? I don't have one, but I wish I did. I'd totally get a pink one.

Who is your favorite Lisa Frank character? I liked the angel kitty, lol. Sometimes I think I might get a Lisa Frank-styled tattoo.

What’s your favorite movie that you remember seeing in the theater? Uh, Logan was really good. Idk if it's been my favorite, but that's one that comes to mind.

Do you know anyone who has ten cats? I can absolutely promise you that my sister's mother-in-law has well past ten. Their yard is littered with cats and even have some inside that have entirely destroyed the upstairs/made it inhabitable. I try so hard to be understanding because growing up MY house was infested with outdoor cats I was so attached to that just kept breeding and breeding, but it's so problematic in multiple ways. Something needs to be done about it.

Have you ever had a cat? ^ Grew up with them, had them most of my life. There was quite a span where we didn't have one until we adopted Roman. <3

Have you ever had a dog? Yeah, a good number.

Have you ever any other kind of animal? Jesus, let's see. Guinea pigs, a Chinese water dragon, briefly an iguana, my sister had a rabbit at one point, rats, mice, gerbils, hamsters, ball pythons, some fish... Maybe more but I don't think so? We've just had a whole lot.

Have you ever had a pet rock? Uh I don't think so.

What were you voted in the senior class polls? I wasn't.

Who was your favorite teacher in high school? Coach Collie, Mrs. Stancil, Mrs. Cruz (who, fun fact, inspired my handwriting lmao, I was in love with hers), and Mrs. Williams.

Do you want to give your kids common names or unique names? Absolutely more towards the unique side, but I'm not against "established" names, either, so long as they're not obnoxiously common.

What collection are you thinking of starting? Rammstein merch laskdjflkajwelr

What are five of your favorite stores at the mall? Hot Topic, Spencer's, uh... maybe rue 21, anddddd... yeah idk.

Do you organize your clothes by color? No.

What do you want to name your first child? I've become pretty confident if I ever have kids and it's a girl, so long as Girt's the dad, it would be Miquella Lynn because I think it goes better with his last name than Alessandra Rose. If I ever have a son, I'd want to name him Damien Vance.

List ten favorite girls names. Alessandra, Evangeline, Justine, Jacqueline, Miquella (okay yeah it's a male's name in Elden Ring but I really like a way that it's mispronounced and to me sounds way more feminine), Chloe, Journee, Evelyn, Day, and uh OH I really like the sound of Amberdene, though it's a name I just made up for a future role-play character.

List ten favorite boys names. Damien, Severin, Vincent, Luther, Victor, Nikolai, Jaxson, uh... I'm out of ideas lol. There are plenty more male names I really like, I'm sure, I'm just blanking right now.

What season do you want to get married in? Autumn.

Is your Pinterest cluttered? Eh, it's relatively orderly. My "fandom" board has become a fuckin disaster though between all the shit I love, lol.

What is your favorite insect? Luna moths are number one, but I in general really love butterflies and moths.

What bugs scare you? FUCKING STAG BEELTES lkajsdkljawer like don't get me wrong, I think they're VERY cool-looking, but I am steering the fuck clear of them. I also don't like hornets and wasps at all. Centipedes are another big no, like I am IMMENSELY thankful big, truly dangerous ones don't live here. Another animal that looks cool as hell, but their bites are the stuff of legends.

Who picked your name, your mom or your dad? Pretty certain my mom.

What are your siblings’ names? Ashley, Nicole, Katie, Bobby, Misty, and Tiffany if you wanna count her.

Have you ever fallen asleep in a significant other's arms? Do you find that you fall asleep faster when accompanied by a significant other? Yes to both. At least, I'm pretty sure yes for the second question.

Do you have a television in your room? If you do, is it one of the old school big ones? Or is it a new flat screen? Nah, I don't watch TV so it would just be excess clutter.

What was your favorite cartoon or television show as a child? What about movie? I was absolutely, utterly obsessed with Pokemon. My favorite movie was The Lion King.

Did you have sleepovers at your friends' houses a lot as a child? Or did your friends come over to your house more often? It was more likely that my friends would sleep at my house because for a good chunk of my childhood, I had terrible separation anxiety from my mom and would end up waking up my friends' moms in the middle of the night to call my mom to come get me, lmao. I eventually got over it though.

Do you have any significantly older siblings? Did they ever treat you as if you were their child? Well yeah, my half-siblings, but they never treated me like a child, never mind theirs.

When opening presents on Christmas or birthdays, do you first try to guess what is in the package? Do you tear the wrap off slowly, or just rip it to shreds? Are you polite no matter what the gift, and say you love it anyways? Nah, I don't guess anymore, and I think I open presents... normally? Idk. And of course I'm polite about it, because it's very generous to get me ANYthing, so I am thankful no matter what.

What happened last time you got drunk? I've never been drunk, just tipsy.

What are you listening to? "Lügen" by Rammstein.

Which parent do you feel the most affection for? My mom, honestly.

How do you feel about God? "If there is a God, He will have to beg for my forgiveness." A quote that reached fame by being found carved in a concentration camp wall. And I will forever agree with it, violently so.

Which platform do you use to listen to music on the most? YouTube.

Who do you care about the most? Honestly probably Girt.

[elisedonut]

!!!

This all sounds so great I love allllll of this

The concept of Percy being the Vampire so so fun! You are so right he would hate himself about it so much. Even more so since we already know his family has prejudice against Werewolves so I imagine it's the same for Vampires which does not help at all

he would be beating himself up over it so much meanwhile Colin's just like "oh this is fine." Though I do imagine Colin would be sad about a partner he can't photograph like he wants to photograph him but just can't

i just had a silly thought of Colin having a series of photos of Vampire!Percy just like doing things but obviously they just look like a mug floating or an empty room

Though depending on why in universe cameras can't pick them up there's also the concept of Colin coming home one day and excitedly taking a few shots with a brand new camera while Percy's just like

"Sweetheart it's not going to work."

just for Colin to be so excited because it did! it did work because he got his hands on a MILC (though the earliest that can happen is 2008 because that was the first time one was available to buy)

Ofc that's assuming that the reason cameras can't take photos of them is because of the mirror used in the process. (it could also be due to the use of silver in the processes stage for developing, which in that case a digital camera would likely fix it. or hell maybe it's both needing a camera that's both mirrorless and digital)

Percy starting to actually show up actively to the burrow just because he likes listening to Colin talk and likes the way Colin looks at him when he talks they just stand in the corner for hours talking about nothing and everything and Percy leaves actually feeling pretty nice

Ginny wants him to stop trying to shag her friends.

Also Vampire families 🥺🥺 omg that's so cute. My first thought was that Fred died so fast that when Percy say Colin about to die he acted irrationally and saved him but i'm not 100% on if that order is right id have to look but could be an easy motivation if it does line up

Dammit, you've got me thinking about Colin >:( the thing is, because I'm new to this idk who my favourite ship with him is. Like Percy is cute and Harry is too and so is Ginny or Luna but that's it for me. Cute. WHERE'S THE BURNING PASSION WHERE IS THAT SHIP THAT MAKES MY INSIDES CRUNCHY I HAVEN'T READ ENOUGH TO KNOW IT WHEN I SEE IT :(

>:)

I love Colin so much obv my favorite is Percy/Colin but I do like Harry/Colin as a one sided crush and am kinda falling into the idea of Luna/Colin as a work place romance ever since I learned of that line he has in a game about wanting to work for the quibbler

I do recommend

Different by Miraphina Atherton (mew_tsubaki)

Its a Nigel/Colin fic and I loved it a ton and think it does well in both its Colin and Dennis portrayals

(Nigel is a movie only character that they used to replace Colin and Dennis because Colin's actor grew too fast to keep playing him so personality wise he's pretty much just another Creevey without the last name)

I feel like Colin just kinda inherently falls into that cute and/tragic category like he has passion but other then his photography it's not tapped into as much as it could be. His type of love just inherently feels very puppy like and obsessive and I love that about him so much

like he would make such a good stalker because he practically already is one but he'd be so nice about it which makes it more fun to me personally

our guy just doesn't understand boundaries much and that's ok he can steal Percy's sweaters and take creepy photos of him when he's not paying attention and know his whole daily schedule and Percy will probably kinda like that about him

Harry's just like "How do you even deal with him."

while Percy's just "Just because you didn't like the attention doesn't mean I don't"

In that soulmate AU

Percy finds a whole album of just him that Colin had hidden away so random people wouldn't see it and a bunch of them don't even make sense on how he took them

Percy unpacks his stuff after his sixth year just to find multiple articles of clothing missing because Colin took them home with him without asking because Percy left it unattended for like five minutes and Colin came into the room and saw it and went swipe without thought because he's going to miss him over the summer.

Colin being physically incapable of keeping the smile of his face when he sees him after Percy graduated that really it's a wonder they've been able to keep their soulmate status a secret at all

just give me all the innocent affections

all the Colin being obsessive and kind of creepy without noticing because he's just so excited about everything

like 'it's not creepy to steal your soulmates sweater just so you can sleep with it over the summer' is his thought process but then he has to explain to his dad why he has a sweater like 3x his size and his dads just like sigh Colin...

[penofpenguin]

Ok here’s someone soft to make up for my last ask lol.(this kinda connects with my first ask) So Mc is back in her world and while she’s there, she’s shopped and comes across this antique mirror that look suspiciously like the dark mirror from NRC, so she buys it thinking it would be a nice remembered and it would be a bit funny if it connected to her friends/Lover. So when she gets home she puts it up in her living room (for the time being sense she doesn’t know where she’ll put it yet) and while she’s making lunch for her siblings there’s a *THUMP* at first she looks to her siblings but they just shrugged not knowing either. So she has a wooden spoon in hand and turns the corner only to see, her friends/Lover. (You can decide who it is you have full reign)

Previous ask(connected)

Hello again!! Thank you for the request!! I did the dorm leaders again since...why not- I also made this ask gender neutral since the previous ask was written as GN I hope you don't mind <3

Oh and I may or may not have changed the mirror shape a bit :'D

Also part 2 is coming out for your previous ask I'm sorry its taking sm time sjsjjs

Content Warnings: Slight angst in Idia's part, Not exactly proofread

MC Reader is back in their world and due to a certain object, their dorm leader bf has arrived in MC's world.

Dorm Leaders x GN!Reader

You came home with a mirror. A mirror that reminded you of you NRC times.

You hung it up and let your siblings take a good look at it. The mirror frame contained beautiful carved roses of both white and red. It reminded you of your dearest Mr. Mommy Issues back in Twisted Wonderland.

Going to make lunch, you went into your kitchen and began cooking when you hear a good fat *THUMP*

You looked to your siblings. They shrugged.

Just as you turn to the corner...

"IS THIS MIRROR A FAKE?! ITS AGAINST THE GOVERNMENT RULES TO SELL FAKE MAGIC MIRRORS! I WILL CUT THEIR-"

"Riddle?"

You couldn't believe your eyes. He couldn't believe his eyes.

Both of you remembered your bittersweet farawell home. He was all shaky and begging you to stay although he knew it was wrong.

His eyes getting slightly watery, he just ran to hug you.

"I...I thought I'd never see you again..." He says, crying on you shoulder.

You hugged him back tightly, wiping his tears.

"I missed you too."

Your siblings just watched.

"So this is the Riddle guy you kept talking about?" One of your siblings asked. You nodded as you introduced Riddle to your siblings.

"Can you still get back to Twisted Wonderland though?" You asked, slightly concerned.

"I believe so. If I was able to enter through this mirror I should also be able to go back. I'm just...really happy we can stay in touch..."

Honestly...he's just so happy. He can visit you anytime and maybe you can visit him too.

"So....I just made lunch. Would you care to join us?"

"It is currently a lunch break in NRC now so I would love to."

You were shopping at your local market when your eye caught a mirror seller's newest product.

It was one that had a frame that was very similar to a Savannah. There was a lion atop of the frame, a few hyenas surrounding it. It immediately reminded you of your lazy asshole lion.

You purchased it, went home and set it on the floor for now.

Going to make lunch, you stirred the ingredients while remembering your NRC memories when a *THUMP* snaps you out of it.

"Mirror journeys don't hurt this much what the hell..." a familiar voice spoke.

You run to the living room and find Leona, just chilling there, rubbing his temples.

"Leona???" You said, catching the lion's attention.

"What...are you doing here??" He says, shocked the slightest.

"I should be asking you that."

The day you left NRC played in your mind. Leona never showed any tears of any sort but he was hesitant on you leaving. "I'll see you in my next life." he kept saying.

"I thought I had to wait till my next life to see you but this is ok too I guess." He said, smug as his tail wrapped around your hand.

"Can you show at least a single sign that you're happy to see me??" You asked, laughing a bit.

"Hah?? I am happy. Who do you think I am? Kalim? The day I act like him is the day I turn vegan."

Deep down, he really was happy to see you and that he can visit you anytime.

Your siblings are probably still shocked that this guy has a tail and lion ears. Explain it to them please.

"So...I made lunch...do you wanna-"

"Nah I'm gonna sleep" He said, nesting himself onto your couch.

He was kidding. Of course he'll join you. The lunch is meat right? RIGHT??

You come home with a mirror with tentacles.

Your siblings cringe at it but eh...you like it.

The mirror frame was based off of a large sea creature with tentacles. It looked really beautiful and detailed. It reminded you of a certain octopus you loved back at Twisted Wonderland.

You grab your ingredients to make lunch for you and your siblings.

That was when you remembered the cooking in the Mostro Lounge. As you continued cooking, you hear a *THUMP* and a loud sigh afterwards.

Thinking that the mirror fell or something, you ran towards it with a wooden spoon when you get greeted with the figure of Azul Ashengrotto.

"Azul...?" He immediately looks up with his fumbled glasses.

A moment of silence. Then followed by ugly crying.

Octopi have strong grip so when he hugs you, he will not let you go.

"I- I thought I'd never see you again...s-so I convinced myself to forget about you but I-I couldn't and- and-" He couldn't even finish without crying so much.

This poor guy thought nobody was around, so he began openly crying to you, and your siblings were just watching wondering why their older sibling dates such a crybaby.

"Azul... breathe a bit please. Actually, let me breathe please, you're squeezing me so tight-"

"Ah- S-sorry."

He wipes his tears and inhales.

The day you were leaving NRC was one of his worst ones. He didn't let you go. He kept saying you made a deal with him that you won't leave him. It was heartbreaking.

But now that you can visit him anytime makes your heart flutter.

"Azul...I want you to meet my siblings."You say. He freezes.

"They- They saw me cry???"

A bright mirror which had camels and desert sands. Now that sounded very familiar. You bought it.

You set it on the wall of your home and began making lunch.

Your siblings kept looking at the shiny mirror when all of a sudden you hear a scream of one of your siblings and a *THUMP*

Thinking it was an intruder, you rush to your siblings' rescue when someone furthest from an intruder stood before you. Kalim.

He probably didn't notice you and was waving to the kids. But when he does look to you...here's another one with ugly crying.

The neighbors probably complaining about the noise he made.

Just like Riddle and Azul, he squishes you into a hug and cries.

"Y-You're here!! I thought I'd never see you again." he says, followed by loud crying.

"I'm...surprised you're here. But I'm glad to see you too!" You squish him back.

Ah yes. The day you had to leave Twisted Wonderland. This boy clung onto you like glue. And of course...waterworks.

After a while of talking to him, and introducing him to your siblings, you remember you were making lunch and run off to continue it.

"Can I help?" Kalim asks.

"NOT A CHANCE."

"Why not tho??"

"Kalim don't you remember the last time you accidentally almost set the oven on fire back in Scarabia???"

"Oh riiight-"

There was a mirror that had a mirror in it's frame. It also had a dangling apple.

Remembering a certain model, you immediately took it home.

Mirrors were always something that has been a Vil thing anyways. So as soon as you saw the mirror, you felt that it's only fate if you bought it.

Once you had it all set up in the living room, you rushed off to make some lunch. You're doing your cooking when a *THUMP* is heard, followed by a small scream.

Your siblings rushed up to you and yelled that there was a random lady in the living room.

Paranoid, you slowly creep up to the living room and find....Vil.

"Vil?!!"

He had his arms crossed, figuring out the place when he looks to you. His gaze visibly softened.

"Potato? Is that you in the flesh??"

'Yes!!" You yell happily. The man runs up to you only to hold your face.

"Where did these blackheads come from??"

"I'm sorry?"

"I'm merely joking. I missed you. Treasure this moment because many people wish to be in your place."

He didn't have much of a reaction when you were leaving Twisted Wonderland. He hid it. He had a reputation to maintain after all.

Back to the present, Vil awkwardly met your siblings as you ran to the food on the stove.

'Vil...I made lunch!" You yell from the kitchen.

"I see you've been taking my tips and making more healthier things." He says walking in to the kitchen.

"Yeah...well sorta'"

Vil smiled and gave a small kiss on your cheek, making it flush red.

"I'd be delighted to join."

You may or may not have found an edgy skeleton mirror frame with a mirror.

Who else had a theme like that from what you could remember? The mirror even specifically said 'Underworld'.

It may have looked quite negative but you bought it anyway. You happily walked home with some groceries and your new mirror.

The mirror looked quite eerie and one of your siblings even was afraid to look at it. But you assured it's harmless.

Or so you thought.

While you were making lunch, a faint *THUMP* came from the room you set the mirror in. You heard another one of your siblings scream.

Immediately running to their rescue, you found blue flames on a tall figure standing in front of the mirror, biting it's nail.

"Idia?"

Yellow orbs landed on you. That was when you heard a sigh of relief.

You may or may not have been tackled by the guy.

"I-I-I thought I was stuck somewhere idk...b-but you're here. That's even better. I feel like I scored 3 SSRs in one pull-"

"Idia...y-you're squishing me."

You don't notice it but he slips a kiss on your cheek too.

He's just really happy to see you. He thought he lost you forever.

Which is why on the day you were leaving, he cried in bed. Ortho tried comforting him but it was of no use. He felt broken.

But now, he has confidence. You're there, in his arms.

You let him in on your adventures here, how humans live without magic and you even introduce him to your siblings.

"Idia join us for lunch."

"Nah I'd rather not eat hot homecooked meals,"

"You can't live on snacks your entire life-"

"Btw show me some human snacks!"

"Stop changing the topic!!"

Ok so you found a mirror with a dragon, a castle, some thorns and a spinning wheel. Totally not very familiar.

Of course it was very familiar. You bought the object right away.

The mirror frame looked very elegant and noble. The carving was very much out of this world. It also had a very medieval vibe to it.

Once you set it up, your siblings complimented the mirror saying it looked like a fairytale item. You thanked them and went to make lunch.

While listening to some music, you began preparing your dish when a *THUMP* interrupts your song. The shrill voice of a child screaming was also heard. It was one of your siblings.

In panic, you ran to the room where the sound came from with a wooden spoon in your hand.

You immediately stopped when you heard a familiar voice say "Hello children. Are you aware of the location I have landed in?"

You run inside the room to see The Malleus Draconia, towering your siblings.

"Tsunotaro!!" He turned to you and smiled.

"Child of Man! There you are!! I see the spell worked."

Unlike the others, Malleus would probably be strong enough to physically shift worlds. So he wanted to visit you and see if the spell works.

The elegant man asks if he could hug you, but you run to hug him anyway.

"I'm...really happy to see you again Tsunotaro!"

"Me too, Child of Man."

Malleus holds your face and kisses your nose. Your siblings calm down when they hear the fact that this is the Tsunotaro guy you keep talking about.

The day of leaving Twisted Wonderland was very depressing. You had to leave your friends and your boyfriend. Malleus held you in his arms for the whole day until you had to go to your world.

He really really missed you.

"So...Would you join us for lunch like how we used to in Twisted Wonderland?"

"That sounds enlightening."

"Oh and these are my siblings by the way!"

Malleus crouches down to smile at them.

"I hope we get along dear children,"

He hopes that he gets invited to their birthday parties. Please invite him.

I hope you enjoyed this one! It took me a while aha but its worth it! I apologize that the last 3 sound rushed as I wrote them at 2a.m. in the morning😅

Hope you enjoyed💖

-Madeline 🐧

[arlecchno]

mission accomplished

[ scaramouche x reader ]

two | mission start

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you wouldn't have known you'd be back in uni for an undercover case and now that you step foot into campus, you really want to go back to your desk. scaramouche can't seem to move on from the past and an encounter with someone offers you an opportunity to lead up the case.

warnings : slight angst if you squint, swearing, vulnerable scara (briefly)

a/n: arghhh hello!!! i know i posted ep 1 a few days ago but i can't help but post ep 2 today T-T might be late on updates for awhile since i'm currently in the middle of midterms so please bear with me~ happy reading!

grammatical errors may occur so please let me know if i've made any mistakes!

you find yourself in scaramouche’s car.

“remind me again why do we have to do this?” you asked. “i mean, we could just simply go to the university ourselves, ask a couple of questions, and possibly catch the perp, all in one day if we’re lucky enough. i don’t see why we have to go undercover and stuff” you said while going through the case file. you looked over to scaramouche, who was driving.

he was wearing his usual long-sleeved light purple shirt and formal pants, the sleeves rolled up, donning with a lose tie, since work ended a few minutes ago.

scaramouche glanced at you before speaking, “you tell me. that woman always pairs me up with you for some reason. i’m against this case as much as you are. but knowing that witch, we’re not going anywhere until we solve this case. anyway, where are we headed? said you needed some things but i didn’t recall what you specified” he glanced at you again through the rear view mirror.

you took a moment to think. “ah, i just need a couple of stuff from the department store, and maybe make a grocery run for the dorm” you said, while typing out the list on your phone.

it’s been a few days since the tsaritsa informed you about the case, and you only have a couple days left to get ready.

“thanks for giving me a ride by the way. i could’ve brought my own car if it didn’t break down in the middle of the road” you said, slightly groaning at how you’ll need to spend a couple more hundred to fix it. i’ll need to buy a new car, you thought.

the car you have now was passed down to you by your father, meaning that it’s decades old.

“no problem, i guess. though, you’ll need to pay me for these rides. can’t be going anywhere in this car without paying. this car costed me a fortune and i don’t want you lounging in this freely” he smirked while saying, taking a turn to a corner.

“archons, you’re really getting on my nerves right now, asshole. can’t believe i'm about to stay in a room with you” scaramouche stopped the car suddenly.

“why the hell did you stop? the department store is still a few minutes away” you frowned.

“if you’re not gonna pay up i’m leaving you here. good luck getting to the department store” he said, amused by your reaction that's turning into shock.

“jeez— fine! i’ll pay up! no need to get all feisty and leave me here dude. can’t even go a minute without you being a complete douche” you grumbled, clearly not amused with his friendly threats.

scaramouche chuckled, continuing driving like nothing happened. “anything to make you suffer"

“do you think we look too old for uni?” you suddenly asked, pushing the shopping cart through the aisles. you’ve went to the department store to get your stuff a while ago, and now you’re in the grocery store with scaramouche, much to your distaste.

scaramouche raised a brow. “considering that you are about to turn 26, then yeah, you look too old to be in university” he said.

“dude, you’re like a year older than me, if anything the one that is going to look like a grandpa here is you” you retorted.

“nah, i have flawless skin. i look like i’m fresh out of highschool” he boasted, taking a cereal box from the aisle and putting it in the cart.

well, he wasn’t lying. everyone in the precint wished they had his porcelain skin, you included.

his face truly is one of his best features, you thought, staring at him a little bit too long. realising what you were currently doing, you quickly darted your eyes towards the cart.

ah, i shouldn’t be staring— especially at someone like him. you sighed, before speaking up.

“i think that’s all. we’ll do another grocery run tomorrow when we’ve arrived at the campus, just in case we forgot anything" you said, glancing at the cart.

"also, captain said it’d be nice to have a little tour around the university, just to look around and take notes on the environment. might be nice to get some fresh air, right?” you asked, turning to him.

“hmm, whatever. anything to make this go by quick” he mumbled, clearly disrupted with something else in mind.

you blinked, taking a few seconds to figure out what he was thinking about. immediately realising, you looked up at him.

“scara?”

“hm? what?”

you hesitated, thinking if it’s appropriate to ask him about it. “are… you really okay with this? i mean, after what happened last time… i didn’t think–“

“i’m fine” he interrupted you. you frowned.

“look, i just want to look out for you. it’s already been a year, scara. my leg is better than ever now, and the bullet wound on my shoulder is completely healed. i know you still blame yourself for it, but i’m really fine now" you paused.

"i still feel like you’re doubting this mission and feel like we should step down, but we’ll do okay. we’ve learned from our mistakes, we’ve matured, and we’re better now. no need to beat yourself up for something we both can’t control” you touched his arm, reassuring him.

he was silent for a couple of seconds. “yeah, um, sure. thanks, i guess” he muttered, scratching the back of his neck before pushing the cart away, heading to the cashier.

you sighed, i was the one who almost died, but you were the one who was hurt the most, you thought. leaving those thoughts behind, you caught up with him.

for a university that has a serial killer on the loose, the campus sure is ginormous. i feel like i can get lost here a hundred times and still won’t know the way, you thought, already feeling dizzy at the thought of getting lost.

scaramouche chuckled beside you. “man, i’d sure love to see you getting lost. might be the highlight of this mission” he stifled, trying so hard to not laugh at the possible image of you being clueless while trying to find your destination.

you smacked his shoulder. “shut up, dude. i know im clumsy and all, but i’m not that stupid” you turned away from him, looking over childe’s shoulder instead to look at the campus map.

“i still don’t get why he’s here. that woman could’ve sent anyone but him” scaramouche said sharply, rubbing his shoulder.

for a clumsy woman, she sure is strong as hell, he thought.

“because i’m her favourite obviously. i mean, who could resist me?” childe said confidently.

“yeah, clearly not because she likes sending you away on useless errands just to get your insufferable ass out of the precint” you snickered, scaramouche slightly smirking at your words.

“whatever. i’m the one helping you two anyways” he pouted. “look, your dorm is over here” he pointed out in the map.

“here are the keys. make sure to update us on leads at the end of the day everyday. i’m sure you both will do great, you guys aren’t the best detectives in the department for nothing, amiright?”

“sure, whatever. you can go now, we can handle it from here” scaramouche said, taking the keys from childe before heading to the dorms.

“thanks again for the help, childe. i owe you one” you turned to him. “uh huh, and that is setting me up with someone from your circle!” childe grinned, placing his hands on his hips. you groaned.

“hell no. i already told you everyone from my circle are either in an established relationship or married. anything but setting you up, go on tinder or something dude” childe pouted, giving you the puppy eyes.

“please y/n! there must be someone, for archon’s sake, please! i’m begging you, i need someone. i swear this will be the only thing i'm asking from you! you owe me one, you said it yourself!” he begged.

“oh my— fine! i’ll try to find someone for you, but no promises that i’ll actually find someone” you huffed. childe screamed, almost girl-like, “ah! thank you so much y/n! you really are the best, i know i can always rely on you!" he hugged you tightly. “ugh, whatever. anything to get you off my back” you patted his shoulders.

“are you two finished? i do not have the time to witness this any longer” scaramouche shouted, a few feet away from you and childe.

“well, that’s my cue. i’ll see you in a couple of months, buddy. make sure to take note on everything that’s happening in the precint. it’d be a good laugh for me once i’m back” you said.

“oh yeah, take care of scara’s cat too. i feel like he’s already told you all about it though” you looked at scaramouche.

“sure did, even gave him miko’s eating schedule and all. also gave him a heads up if anything happens to her” said scaramouche.

“ah, about that… um yeah i’ll be sure to keep in mind” childe sweated. “see you soon y/n, stay safe and keep a low profile. oh! and also...” childe leaned over to your ear.

“check up on him once in a while, would you? ever since what happened last time, he’s always been reluctant to take up on long period undercover missions".

"he’s comfortable with you the most out of all of us, even if you guys are sworn enemies or whatever relationship you two currently got going on” he whispered.

“sure, i guess i’m kinda worried about him too. feels like i should be responsible for all of this” you whispered back.

“anyways! i should get going now, have fun without me and scara” you said, carrying your bags and catching up with scaramouche, who’s waiting with his arms crossed.

“i’ll definitely miss your daily arguments! the precint is gonna be real quiet without you two!” childe shouted. he huffed, looking at you two going off your ways. looks like i have a lot to do, he sighed.

“well, that’s about all the stuff we brought” you said, wiping off the sweat on your forehead with your sleeve.

“archons, i forgot how tiring uni can be. feels like my bones are about to snap any second” scaramouche groaned, flopping onto the couch.

“when do we start? our classes, i mean” you asked, joining him on the couch.

“on tuesday, that’s in 3 days” he paused, leaning his head back while one of his arms rested on his forehead. “we still have more time to get ready and get to know the campus, meet a couple people, while also keeping an eye out on the perp. what’s the suspect’s name again?” he asked.

“um, name’s viktor, i think” you said, picking up the case file on the coffee table. sitting crossed-legged on the couch, you plopped the file on your lap.

“yup, viktor stepanov. takes psychology and mass communication here. archons, i can’t believe a grad student like him is out brutally killing people left and right” you muttered.

“well, there’s billions of people in teyvat, with different personalities and lives, this wouldn’t come off as shocking to me” scaramouche shrugged, leaning over towards you to look at the file.

“what class did you apply for?” you questioned, looking over at him, who’s a tad bit close to you. personal space much, you thought.

“psychology and criminology, you?” he asked, leaning back to the couch.

“mass communication and criminology, figured it wouldn’t raise much suspicions if i applied for a different class” you said. “same for you, right?”

“yeah” he replied.

it was quiet for a while. you sighed, slouching on the couch. not having crazy and childish banters with scaramouche once in a while sure is peaceful, you thought.

all of those positive thoughts soon vanished away when the short male suddenly speak up.

“dibs on getting in the bathroom first!” he stood up, quickly running off towards the only bathroom in the dorm. you jolted, looking at him from the couch.

“you little shit! i told you i was going in first when we were in the car!” you yelled.

“too bad, better luck next time loser!” he yelled back, before shutting the bathroom door.

you sighed, give me a break, for celestia's sake. you looked over at the clock on the wall. 3.17 pm, you read. i should go take a walk around the campus and get some fresh air, you thought.

who knows, i might make a couple of friends. you stood up, taking your keys, your phone, and some cash, just in case you needed drinks or snacks.

you knocked on the bathroom door.

“scara i’m gonna head out for a while and take a walk, need anything?” you asked. you heard the shower stop and scaramouche’s voice popped up.

“nope. get lost” you almost cursed him. calm down, y/n. “okay, whatever. i’ll be back in an hour or less, text me if you need anything” you said.

not even waiting for his reply, you walked over to the front door and left.

the campus is awfully quiet for a saturday afternoon. leaves rustling, the fall breezes gently blowing, and a couple of students walking around, chatting away with their friends and partners. it sure has been a while since i last stepped foot in a campus, you thought, briefly reminiscing your uni days from a few years back.

leaning back on the bench, you sighed, taking in the scenic view in front of you. closing your eyes, you tried clearing your mind off.

“ah, hello?” a voice popped up. you opened your eyes, looking over towards the voice. he had dark brown hair, green eyes and wearing a simple t-shirt with sweatpants.

“uh, hi? do you need anything? you asked. he looks fairly familiar, but i can’t pinpoint it.

“oh, nothing! i just saw you alone here and thought i’d say hi” he replied. “are you new here? i don’t think i’ve ever seen you around campus” he continued.

you gave a slight smile. “yeah, just got here an hour ago. the campus is pretty big, isn’t it? looks like i’m gonna get lost for the first few weeks” you chuckled, sparking up the conversation.

“i’m luna” you said, remembering the fake name you made up with scaramouche last night. “what about you?”

“viktor. viktor stepanov. a pleasure to meet you”

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PITA Ch. 15

MINORS DNI

Warnings: NSFW, daddy kink, graphic sex, mirror sex, dom/sub tendencies, est. relationship

A.N.: Thank you all for being so patient. I love and appreciate you all 🖤 I’m finally in a place that I can write peacefully so I hope to finish this series within the next chapter or two. But really, fucking thank you for sticking around. This isn’t the last chapter so stay tuned, bbies 🖤

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An exasperated huff leaves your lips as you flop onto the couch in the lobby of the shelter, "Ugh what the hell do you get someone that can just go buy whatever they want whenever they want?"

Layla laughs, "Babes, he'll love whatever you get him. It's the thought that counts, ya know?"

"Exactly, N/N. Kacchan is actually sentimental as you've witnessed. Knowing you wanted to get him something for his birthday at all would be good enough for him," Deku chimes in before addressing Layla. "Hey, babe? Are the adoption papers ready for Daybreak?"

Thoughts of gifts momentarily pushed aside, you get up and snatch the papers out of Layla's hand mid-pass to Deku. "We can't let someone take him away from Abyss! They'll probably never see each other again! No, I refuse. We can say he's not ready yet."

Chuckling and snatching the papers from you, Midoriya shakes his head, "True but I think it'll work out, Y/N. I'm the one adopting him after all."

Relief floods your body and you sigh, "Oh well that's fine then."

People are too wary of Abyss. I wonder when he'll get adopt-

oh. OH MY GOD

"Guys, I have an idea for Katsuki's present."

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The bell hanging on the shelter door rings as it opens and welcomes Katsuki into its familiar embrace. A place he once thought he'd feel nothing but disdain for now holds a significant imprint of peace.

Funny how shit changes I guess. Now, where's my girl?

Noting how silent the usually boisterous atmosphere is, he calls out, "PITA? Where are you, baby?"

Swear to god she better not try to scare me again. Almost getting blown up the first time didn't scare her enough obviously

Bakugo pushes the door leading to the back area open, peeks his head through, and sees Abyss sitting alone in the middle of the room holding a piece of paper in his mouth.

Walking over, a bit cautiously because this wouldn't be the first time a villain has tried a trick like this, he asks, "Hey, buddy, where is everyone?" Tipping his head toward the paper, "That for me?"

Receiving a huff in return, he takes it from Abyss' mouth and opens it.

"Certification of Adoption: I, Bakugo Katsuki am now the proud and dutiful owner of Abyss." Looking down at the pup in question he sees Abyss happily wagging his tail and gives him a pat on the head before reading the note at the bottom of the certificate. "P.S. Happy Birthday, Suki! In case you were wondering, Abyss said he would love to live with us and that he would be honored to protect the house. Speaking of which, the rest of your present is here at home. Bring our fur baby home when you're ready. I love you"

How did I get so lucky? Swear this woman is goddamn perfect.

Smiling he turns and starts walking to the front and stops when he doesn't hear the tap of following paws. Katsuki turns around and pats his leg, "Well c'mon, boy. Let's go home."

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You stand in the kitchen putting the finishing touches on Katsuki's birthday dinner when you hear the front door open. Heavy footfalls that are unmistakably your boyfriend's and the tip-tap of clawed paws brings a bright smile to your face. A smile that gets impossibly wider when you see Katsuki's reaction to you dressed in nothing but an orange, green, and black lace apron.

Katsuki walks to the back door and opens it, "Hey, Abyss, why don't you check out your new yard for a while?"

He shuts the door and turns to you, slowly stalking forward, he tilts his head as his eyes drink in every inch of you, "You wear this for me, baby? Hate to break it to ya but that's about to be nothin' but scraps."

You squeak as his hands grip your waist and lift you onto the counter, slowly trailing down to push your thighs open. He drops to his knees and rips the fabric from your body, not hesitating to run his tongue along your slit; "You this wet f'me, baby? I can see you dripping and I haven't even done anything yet." Chuckling when your thighs clench beneath his fingers, "You've been missing Daddy, huh?"

Pushing two fingers into your pulsing core, his lips never leave your clit, he groans, "Dammit, baby, you're so fuckin wet. Need'ta feel you wrapped around my cock."

One of Katsuki's hands supports your ass and the other grips your jaw as he dominates your mouth with his tongue. He carries you to the bedroom and puts you on the bed, "Face the mirror. Don't move until I tell you."

You face the mirror, presenting as told, front toward the mirror on your knees but resting back on your heels, your legs a bit spread. Katsuki kneels on the bed behind you, one large hand wrapping around your waist and trailing up through the valley of your tits to grab your throat; his other lining himself up with your entrance. He guides you to look in the mirror, you feel his breath against your neck, his lips ghost across your skin while his tongue leaves a trail of fire. You wait impatiently until you hear his voice in your ear, "Tell me how bad you want me to fuck you."

"Please, Suki, need you so bad," you whine and bite your lip, holding his darkening gaze in the reflection. He grunts as he enters you, watching his cock disappear between your legs. The hand not on your throat moves around to spread you open for a better view of his length sinking into you. You release a guttural moan when you see your slick covering his dick, dripping down his and your thighs.

"God damn, Y/N, look how good you take me. Swear this pussy was made for me, fuck."

He slows his thrusts and rolls his hips every time making the thick veins against your sensitive walls slowly drag on, teasing and sending you onto the brink of overstimulation. Your pussy clenches and you let out a small whimper that makes him chuckle against your skin, "Aw, does that feel good, baby? Want more? All you have to do is ask, Y/N."

The feel of his thick cock sliding into you mixed with his teasing could send you over on their own leaving you with only the ability to moan and nod. His eyes lock with yours in the mirror at the same time his middle finger circles your clit, "Words, Y/N. Use them."

"Fuck, please Katsuki. Please fuck me, daddy"

"Atta girl. Such a good girl f'me. I've got you, baby. I'll take care of you as long as you keep those pretty eyes of yours on me."

You gasp at the sudden intensity of his thrusts, his grip around your throat tightens and his fingers rub frantic circles over your clit. You can't take it. You feel your body buzzing, your leg muscles contract, pussy convulsing as that familiar burning coil tightens in your core. Your eyes roll back and you tilt your head back against Katsuki's shoulder, moaning how good he feels...how good he makes you feel...when you feel a sudden absence from your clit, then the sharp sting from his hand across your pussy.

"Told you to keep your eyes on me, didn't I? Do it again and you won't cum, understand me?"

"Yes, sir," you moan.

"Good little slut. Now watch how good you make me feel, baby."

His fingers continue their movements across your clit as his cock abuses your cunt, stretching you in the most delicious ways. Crimson eyes switch between boring into yours and watching the scene below, memorizing every detail of your body taking his dick so well, like the good girl you are.

As soon as your breaths start to shallow, his thrusts and breath begin to stutter, "F-fuck, baby. Cum...cum for me. Wanna feel you all over me."

You scream and moan his name as you cum while he fills you, his grunts and groans fill the space between. He pulls out and pulls the both of you down. He lays next to you and drags his fingers through your folds. "I love feeling my cum drip out of you," he whispers, "You're mine, Y/N. I fuckin love you, PITA."

Katsuki wraps his arms around you while you snuggle into his chest. "I love you too, Suki."

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[rikilouvre]

paraluman

summary : a first-person pov / ldr au wherein after half a year of not being able to be with him, he finally made ends meet. and at the most unexpected but the most perfect time, too.

word count : 2.6k

story mood : sad/comforting

theme song : adie – paraluman

notes/warnings : r-16, this story is made for specific people dealing with insecurities and giving them assurance and appreciation <3, mentions of suicide, profanities, sensitive plot for some audience, negativity, better to look at the bigger picture, not proofread (mentioned : park sunghoon of enhypen!)

a/n : paraluman (pa-ra-lú-man) is a tagalog word meaning a “goddess,” in the sense of being a very beautiful woman.

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i have no idea what to do next, i was curled up in my bed and crying on my pillow. everything breaks me. from couples i walk by and their sweet bond to looking at the mirror. the mirror. i hate looking at it, i hate looking at myself, literally hate everything about my appearance and personality. why am i thinking about these things? i keep asking myself but it seems like i can't find the answer, and i will never find the answer. i miss jake. i miss our bonds, i miss the times he would cheer me up and we would buy ice cream together, i miss the times he would open up to me and i would hug him tightly for comfort, why did everything have to change?

oh god, i'm having a mental breakdown again. i, i can't take it. i just can't. i opened my phone and messaged jake, hopefully he isn't doing anything that'd be interrupted 'cause of me. but before i could even open the messaging app, my phone dinged "hey darling :)" appeared.

he left me on read? no, i refuse to believe this. this is ridiculous. this is pissing me off even more. when i need him the most, he just leaves me on read like "boom"? fuck him. fuck, now everyone's against me. am i that much of a pain in the ass? that even my boyfriend got fed up of my problems?

it feels like the end of the world, i feel like i have no one likes me, i feel like i'm an outcast. i wanna sleep, i can't. i wanna be happy, i can't. all i have with me is my tunes, only music is making me feel less miserable. the more i listen to the song, the deeper the meaning of the lyrics hits me – the more tears fall down my face. well, atleast my apartment is pretty. the moonlight shines from my window, i'm not sure if i should feel even sadder or happy 'cause the sight of my room is such a pleasant thing to look at. the memories behind all of the apartment – the cooking memories with jake when he full-on burned the cupcakes we made, the cleaning memories with him when he offered to help me clean the apartment even though he's least likely the type to know how to clean haha, and especially the cuddle moments with him when the room i'm looking at right now looks very much like the times we cuddle in my bed while we listen to love songs with one earbud for us each.

these memories helped me, a LOT. they helped me control my emotions and whole being correctly, they gave me hope in life when i was literal inches to a hanging noose on the ceiling. not to mention this distracted me for a full hour that i was really ready to sleep. jake, if you're out there,–

"_____!!!" someone shouted my name outside and he sounded like his lungs was about to fall off his mouth, which almost made me gasp a laugh. but mostly, made me confused. who in the hell would shout my name in the middle of the night? it made me scared too. shoot. i might be held hostage, WHO COULD IT BE????????? i'm overthinking.

but who was it? i asked myself before finally slowly creep up my window and peek my head, resting it on the window frame. "_____!" jake shouted my name again, tired that his hands are on his knees – like he just ran – but when i saw him, he was smiling like he finally achieved something on the way here. adrenaline rushed through me. a fire inside me slowly starts to burn, growing into a big bundle of energy of confusion, shock, and happiness. not even realizing, i was crying again.

"j–jake!" sobbing and eating my words up as i repeatedly shouted his words back – i was laughing, crying, hurting inside but at the same time i felt so light and full of hope. the smile plastered on his face slowly faded after i responded to his call and he immediately ran inside the apartment. he ran upstairs, i could hear his footsteps stomping throughout the 3rd floor.

i rushed to wipe my tears on the sleeves of my sweater, not minding even a second that my eyes and nose are so swell and i looked so hideous. "_____, open the door. please. let's talk." he said in between panted breaths and i jumped out of my bed, ran to open the door and finally be reunited with my home, face to face. there we are. he looked like he was scanning my face and whole body – grabbing my wrists and taking a look if i have done anything harmful to myself. when he finally understood that i was just crying all night, he lets himself in, rushed to shut the door and hugged me so so tightly i couldn't breathe.

it's as if i've forgotten everything i was crying about, it's as if all my problems were solved with just one big hug. a one big hug i've ever needed since he left. everything made me feel relief and the homesickness left my whole body. i'm home. i was too scared to even make a mistake during the moment that right after the burst of feelings ended, everything felt back to normal and i was breaking down in his arms. "baby, baby-" jake hurriedly grabbed my face on the side with his big hands, his expression so worried "baby, what's the matter? i'm here, i'm here." i felt so embarrassed, crying infront of him and being such a mess. "i'm.. i-" i couldn't even speak right. he went back to hugging me, resting his head on top of mine. "don't worry, i'm here. let's sit somewhere and i'm gonna be here to listen okay? i won't leave." he rubbed the back of my head soothingly, and i was ready to sleep right there right now just because of the assurance he gave me. but i decided to agree with him. so, i led him to my bedroom, my most favorite venting place with him.

the moment we both sat on the edge of the bed facing the door, i faced my upper body towards him and buried my head on his chest. i felt him sigh deeply as his hands rub my hair. i managed to stop crying, but still sobbing. we stayed like this for a long period of time, honestly don't care about nothing as long as we stay like this.

he placed a kiss on top of my head, rubbing his hand down my back repeatedly. "i'm so sorry for leaving you all of a sudden, _____. i should've told you a lot sooner that i was gonna move to a different place for my studies." his voice was shaking and sounded like he was stopping himself from straining his voice, was he... crying? i lifted my head up to see his face, he was. it left me shocked because it was also my first time seeing him cry because of me. he does care about me.

guilt found its way on my heart and mind – guilty of accusing him that he doesn't care about me an hour ago because of the messages. i guess i was being too controlled by my emotions, i was being too self-centered. but i thought to myself that it's a good thing that i don't go over my head and i admit my mistakes to myself. he was probably on the way here when he left my messages on read. that also made me wonder why he was so fast at going here too, we live a city apart! out of reflex, i wiped his tears with my thumbs and cupped his face with my hands.

"jake, it's not your fault" that's the only thing i had to say at that second before continuing, "it's my issues. i just found it hard to adjust because i got used to leaning on you when i feel so bad and i feel like ending it all." he gently grabbed my hands from his face and intertwined them with his, "that's the point. i's supposed to catch you when you're on your worst, but what did i do?" he started to burst into tears and i panicked. "jake," i rested my forehead on his and held onto his shoulders for support, "you've done a lot. you went all the way here just because you cared about me. you were worried because of the messages. all i wish was you would've told me you were going here. i look like a mess and most importantly, i was worried you were fed up of me that you left my messages on read." my hands that were holding onto his shoulders, slid down to his arms and to his hands.

he finally looked at me, resisting his tears and pursing his quivering lips to stop producing crying noises. "i'm sorry, _____. i'm really, really, really sorry. i love you, i really do. from the way you look to the way you treat others. your face, your so-called flabby arms, your tummy, your legs, your body physique – i love and appreciate them with all my heart." he sniffed and wiped his tears before sitting straight and clasping my hand inside his, "i honestly love you just the way you are, you're not like the other girls. literally. you rock things in your own way and you don't need to fit everyone's standard just for their satisfaction. that is why i liked you at the first place, _____. you are you. you never let anyone tell you what to wear and what to be like for everyone else's eyes, you stand out so much from people 'cause you're one-of-a-kind and that i don't think i'll ever find someone else like you."

all these words are making me feel like i just reached heaven, though, i knew there is a bottomline to it. we're the type to tell what's wrong and right, frankly. no sugarcoating, just the hard truth. then, he lets out a deep sigh before continuing,

"i do not truly understand why you're feeling like this, is it because of someone? because of me?"

"jake, i can't help but feel conscious that i'm with you. it's not your fault, this is on me. i found it hard not to keep up with the game – you're sim jaeyun, you're the most popular student in our university. you have no idea how much students i've heard were talking behind my back. about how you're too low for dating a basic girl like me. and everything became worse when you switched schools, every girl in the university was tearing my reputation down and i'm not that strong and confident to shun them all. i'm sorry for not telling you this, babe. but i had a good reason not to tell you, you might jump them."

he immediately looked away from me and bursted a chuckle from what i last said, "well, you've made the wrong choice, _____. you should've told me, i would or would not have jumped them, but most importantly i could've protected you from those lowlife girls. though, i'm sorry i couldn't see that you were suffering 'cause of that reason. i was too blinded and was trying too hard to keep our relationship appropriate that i couldn't see that you had your own problem. come here." he opened his arms for me, which i gladly invited myself in. he pulled me in for a big hug, our heads resting on the nape of each other's necks. "i love you so much, _____. i keep saying i love you 'cause i can't express my love for you all in one go. don't compare yourself to them, okay? i'm the one telling you that. you don't need to worry about keeping up with the popularity and all, you're the best just on your own. you don't need anything else just for me to love you."

he gripped onto me tightly, cooing, "you're my paraluman, baby-" pecked my ear and neck gently "- you're the most beautiful goddess i've laid eyes on." i was crying again, except it was tears of joy. i felt so uplifted and the thought of having a boyfriend like him was making me feel pretty damn lucky and i felt like i won in life. i started snickering, out of curiosity, he pulled away from the hug and looked at my face, "why are you laughing while crying?" he giggled once and a smile formed on his lips. "i'm soooo lucky to have you, jaeyun. thank you so much for coming here tonight." i pecked his lips. and what i last said brought me to another question of the night, "wait, babe. how did you even get here that fast? just an hour?" i started to give him a '?' face.

he was dumbfounded at first, then he laughed, "i forgot to tell you. hoon-ah, he gave me a ride here. i told him to drop me on the other block and come back for me when i message him. he's in mcdonalds right now." my smile slowly faded when i heard that he was gonna go home tonight too. but it's as if he could read my mind, "don't worry, though, babe. i'll just message hoon-ah to go home, i'll stay for tonight." he gave me an assuring smile, his face that fully caught my attention for the first time tonight.

his eyes are swollen and red from crying, but he is glowing. the moonlight from the sky illuminating the room the best it can, the light shining on jake's unwiped tears. his skin so malleable, his clothes so comfortable – i wanna stay like this with him forever, even if it meant depression and consciousness for me. as long as he's with me, everything will be and feel alright, knowing that the reason behind his situation right now is because of his love for me – the care that i always wanted to get from someone i'd love back with my whole heart. someone who'd be the romeo to my juliet.

after some time, we laid down on the bed, opened the window to let air go inside and fill the room with the cold night breeze. this is when i started to think rationally, "jake, don't you have special saturday classes tomorrow?" i turned to my side to talk to him. he placed his index finger on my lips, "don't worry, we can just wake up early. or i could just skip class, i know my ways about catching up to lessons." his shenanigans made me get caught off-guard, laughing at his response to my question. but then i managed to bring the topic back to serious mode, "no, jake. you're gonna go tomorrow. we will wake up early so you can prepare. good thing you have extra clothes in my closet."

"ha!" he exclaimed before tapping the tip of my nose lightly with the same index finger, "i knew the clothes i hid here would be put to good use." we shared another laugh. i sighed, "i need sleep, goodnight baby." i turned to face the wall, "thank you for coming here again, i love you." "i love you too, my paraluman." this dude is seriously making me flustered everytime he has the chance. i immediately grabbed the sheets to cover my head, "jake, it's literally sleeping time. stop making your girlfriend blush." i said, smiling. he laughed at my response.

next day afternoon :

[yisony07]

The -ghostly- masked

Note: The Mask & ghost possession

Keaton returned home tired and sweaty. He first went to the gym, because he had a very great body and did everything possible to maintain it, and then he went to buy a smoothie for dinner, because he wasn't hungry at all. It was about half past six in the evening; the sun was setting and the wind was blowing at low temperatures. As he walked a green glow caught his attention and, near the garbage cans, he came across an object that seemed strange to him.

"And this mask?" he wondered as he took it. He looked around and there wasn't a soul nearby. "I'm sure it will be a good decoration" he said and took the mask with him.

He returned to his home and went to his room. He left the mask on a table under the mirror, took off his clothes and went to take a shower. He took fifteen minutes on that. After a while he went out and got dressed and then went to sleep.

"Tomorrow I'll see that mask" he thought before closing his eyes and starting to dream.

However, Keaton never noticed that there was someone else next to him.

Nash was too bored and wanted to go for a walk around the city. He had seen too many men who were attractive to him, but none convinced him completely until, hours before the narrated events, he saw a dark-skinned man move his muscles in the gym.

"Those arms, those pecs... It's perfect!" he fantasized about him.

When he saw that the man, Keaton, was leaving, he did not hesitate to follow him. And there he was, seeing him peacefully asleep under his feet, or his tail since... Nash was a ghost. A long ghost of turquoise ectoplasm with orange eyes.

Nash rubbed his hands, he was willing to enjoy that body and be able to feel all those things that he hadn't felt since the last time he did the same months ago.

"That body is screaming to be mine" he murmured without taking his eyes off Keaton's body. He walked over to him and gave him a wet kiss. Was it his idea or did Keaton corresponded? He didn't know it, but he walked away from him.  "Where should I come in?"

Just then Keaton, who was sleeping on his back, rolled over, revealing his butt to the ghost.

"That's where it will be... Here I come!"

Nash headed for the hole between the firm and somewhat huge buttocks. Without much thought, he entered his head first, causing Keaton to moan softly. Nash continued to enter him, until, from the pleasure and the cold sensation, the man awoke.

"Uhm... Ah... Wh-what the hell?!" Keaton screamed when he realized that something turquoise was entering his anus. "No, get... Out... Of..." he couldn't speak due to the sensation of pleasure, because his penis had already become hard. He tried to take the ghost, but it was useless and after a few seconds, all of Nash was inside him.

Keaton felt the connection of his legs disappear, then his arms. His right hand reached for his cock and he began to jack it off.

"Wait..., no... stop!"  He said, since he could still feel his penis, and he liked it.

"Good thing you enjoy it, you bone-bag, because Nash is going to borrow you to get some fun" Nash warned in his mind.

"No... No..." Keaton shook his head from side to side.  He tried to resist, however, he failed and fell unconscious on the bed.

Minutes later Keaton opened his eyes, but they were no longer dark brown, but ghostly orange.

He began to run his arms over his abdomen "Yes...Yes, finally!" Keaton said, but not the same as always.  "Hmm" he moaned as he massaged his nipples.

"Keaton" got up and went to the mirror, where he saw himself as he flexed his body.  "We're gonna do great things together!" he exclaimed, smiling lewdly.

Suddenly, he directed his gaze to the mask, and was about to grab it when his other hand prevented it.

"Not so fast, you damn!" Keaton said, his eyes turning dark brown. "Give me back my body!" He didn't question why his mouth felt wet or why his ass hurt a little, all he wanted was to be in control.

"But I'm not done having fun yet!" Nash complained, and the body's eyes went orange. "Just...let me...grab it"

"No... You... Won't" replied Keaton.

However, Nash managed to overpower the body and grabbed the mask. It emitted a green glow that caught the attention of both consciousnesses. Nash was drawing it closer, but Keaton pushed it away. It was a fight for total control of Keaton's body.

Suddenly, and when Keaton's body had one brown and one orange eye, the mask stretched out on its own and caught Keaton's head.

"Noooo!" the ghost and the real Keaton yelled at the same time as they struggled together to remove the mask. But Nash began to feel ecstatic from the power and Keaton's penis hardened;  in turn, he could not resist the pain. From the mask, a greenish and Turquoise smoke began to come out and invaded the entire room, especially covering Keaton's body, who writhed on his feet moaning nonstop. From outside the thunder could be heard, as if there was an electrical storm, although there were not many clouds.

Seconds later, the screaming stopped and the thunder was no longer heard.  The smoke was beginning to be sucked out. It was the being that was standing there who breathed it all.

"Smokin" said the green-faced man "That's much better" he said flexing his muscles.

He inspected every part of his body, and it didn't take long to notice that the tip of his cock had also turned green. "It's time to test this body of both, together".

From his mouth came a greenish smoke that transformed his appearance, revealing almost his entire body. "That's more like it, now I'm ready to go"

He went through the wall, breaking it instanly. He felt that his body was soft and, at the same time, steel. He ended up in the courtyard, under the bright moonlight. "The kings of the night have arrived" And Masked Keaton/Nash took the opportunity to have endless fun throughout the city.

P. D: Thanks to @thesantorias94 for the masked pic.

[sweetie-bri]

Growing up with a Roommate! [Gender TF, Light Giantess Growth]

My name WAS Jay, a 5' 9" teen. I WAS a shut-in, only talking with my roommate, Leon. He wasn't gay, like me but that didn't stop me from fantasizing about him constantly. Toned, sweet, facial hair & confident. To me it was UNTHINKABLE he had as little luck with the ladies as he did.

His misfortune with women gave me hope he might be gay, but seeing no results... I resorted to plan B. If Leon wouldn't change for me: I'd change for him. I was very familiar with the internet- How hard could it be to find a few serums that claimed to turn you into a girl?

Eventually 25 discreet packages made their way here. I figured ONE had to work, right? Leon was off work in 30 minutes! In my haste I simply poured a bit of EVERY drink together, I gave it a mix, then I just, chugged. The taste was contradictory. barbecue-y, bubblegum with a heavy dose of what tasted like literal poison in my gullet.

I spent the day in our bathroom groaning but eventually Leon and I went to bed. I awoke at like, 2 am with aching pain, EVERYWHERE. I stood up and couldn't believe the mirror. My hair went WAY down my back. My chest and hips had popped out. Either way it was clear that I wasn't a man anymore.

I shook myself lucid. This was for Leon! ♡ I had until 8 when Leon woke up to perfect myself. Although nervous: I stepped outside; Going pharmacy to pharmacy buying BAGS of girly stuff. Leon slept like a rock. Razors, a straightener, the works. I spent the night plucking, brushing, and learning these new tools; Ending in a shower at EXACTLY 7:50.

Like clockwork... I love a man who's consistent. "JAY, come on, man! I need to get get ready for work! I'm glad you're up early though." So supportive ♡. His voice introduced me to the feeling of feminine lust. I slipped on my new black dress, no bra, no panties. Black high heels to match and spritzed a bit of perfume on...

Plus I drank some of the drink to hopefully make me girlier. It tasted better than before; As I stepped out...

"Jay- ? Why are you wearing that, man? It looks nice I guess." Leon was confused as hell but I remained calm. "Leon, we need to talk." My new voice didn't alarm me anymore but it sure alarmed Leon! "Are... You, getting into cross-dressing... Because that's a... Pretty convincing femme-voice man." His compliments drove me wild but he his smile faded. Was he shaking..?

"I'm not cross-dressing, this is just... me... ♡" I followed into his room. "I can prove it~ ♡" I teased. This new body, combined with Leon's confusion was making me feel unreasonably confident. "H-how? What... what are-are you talking about?" Leon asked, I didn't think he had a stutter? With his permission I took his hand, it was shaking, I slowly guided it onto my thigh.

My eyes locked on his. I lowered his hand, further, gently until he his rough man-hands touched my womanhood. "How- h- Why..?" I finally got it now. Leon was hot and confident UNTIL he talked to a woman. His cute flustered voice made me extra confident. But, something besides libido was burning in my body. My stomach felt, off.

"Do you think I'm a pretty girl, Leon? ♡" I played with his soft hair. He sat there like a scared puppy. I could feel my stomach swirling faster, and faster until eventually, I couldn't help let out a sharp breath as my head was now, ABOVE Leon's? "Call me pretty! ♡" I lost myself in this irresistible deep warmth between my legs.

His vision flicked down instinctively, then back up, then down, then up. Sneaking peeks at my breasts. I was not only taller, but it seems I had an actual pair of boobs now, too? This was the serums doing. "It's okay, you can look Leon. ♡" This man was pathetic, putty in my arms. Shaking like crazy. "Do you like them bigger? ♡" He shook even harder.

"W-we should- I mean I know you look... NOT LIKE you..." While he blabbered on I took the drink and finished it, I'd only had half so far. It was deliscious. I knew what was coming. I pinned him to the bed with his wrists above his head. "Speak to meee! ♡ Say somethinggg! ♡" His face turned away with OBVIOUS embarrassment. From this point on, I lost my mind. ♡

*uAHH,* "I'm, I'm gonna- ♡♡" In seconds my body stretched out in every angle, the poor dress I wore, the shoes, everything split apart and revealed my shaven perfect body Leon looked the the toy he was. Still too scared to talk I took his fear as obedience and kissed him, as hard as I felt like. My growth wasn't stopping. Still growing taller and bustier. Leon however. His body was getting smaller, his facial features softer? My kiss... Was it turning him into a girl?